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Single Life of an Introvert: 365 Days of Bullshit
So I've been a little depressed lately. I don't know, maybe it's because of my hair or because I am completely confused about life. I mean I'm 25 years old, I still live with my parents, I have no career but most of all I'm single. Tell me, is going through life in your 20s the hardest and most confusing thing to do? Well, it is for me, because not only am I 25 and confused, I'm also an introvert. What is that? I'll tell you; a shy person that does not like to be around crowds or is completely terrified of meeting new people. Here I'll give you the textbook definition:
By Alexandria Ross9 years ago in Humans
Long Distance: It Works If You Work for It
Long distance relationships. When people hear those few words they run in the other direction. Like really, what is the appeal to a relationship that is literally seeing each other once every couple weeks, if you're lucky, and then being apart for the majority of your time together? In short, there is absolutely none, but if you find the right person and you have patience, it can be one hundred percent worth it.
By Katelynd Vermeer9 years ago in Humans
Signs Of Cheating That Everyone Misses
Cheating is one of those acts of betrayal that is nearly impossible to recover from once it happens. Most people believe that they would know when their partner is cheating, but the fact is that the vast majority of people who have been cheated on are totally blindsided when the truth comes out.
By Mackenzie Z. Kennedy9 years ago in Humans
Once, Twice, Three Times a Lady!!!
I am an OLD man. I am merely 61 years old. Okay, I am not a fossilized redwood tree, but I have been around the block so much that I am almost dizzy. My head, however, is still connected and very functional. So, now, I will begin.
By Maurice Bernier9 years ago in Humans
When I Loved an Expectation
A few years ago during a visit to my grandmother's house, in another state, I met a guy who I thought would be my soul mate, I would not say love at first sight but there was something about him that got me. He looked so handsome wearing those dreadlocks. They made him look more interesting, free, a rebel compared to the other guys around. Although he did not live in the village, I was told he was a constant presence there because his father owned a farm somewhere nearby. After exchanging a brief glance we would only see each other again four months later. When I went back to visit my grandmother a party took place in the village on that exact day I arrived. The village named after joy itself, Alegre, was an incredible place, far from the city and full of beautiful things. As soon as we saw each other my heart beat so fast that I could barely breathe, but I greeted him anyway. We spent that night talking, finding out we had a lot in common. Is it strange if I say that I remember each word said during our conversation? I simply loved everything about him, his twisted smiles, his shyness, his sense of humor. I still consider our first kiss the best of my life, after that, none had the same magic. The way things happened just made me fall in love in such a spontaneous way that I only noticed how much I liked all that fuss when I got back to my hometown and could not find any blank spaces in my journal anymore to write how much I thought about him.
By Kelle C Rosa9 years ago in Humans
The Perfect Lady... for ME!!!
If I heard it once, I've heard it a billion times. "Nobody is perfect." Uh huh. I heard it. So what? Maybe nobody is perfect to them. Maybe they don't believe in perfection. Who knows? To me, I look at happily married couples who never divorce or have extramarital affairs as perfect couples. Do they have bumps along the way? Sure they do, but they are still perfect for each other because they work on smoothing out the bumps together. They adhere to EVERY syllable of their marriage vows and they hurt severely when the "death do us part" is enacted. I have read too many stories where the spouse dies and their happy half dies along with them resulting in a double funeral. Imagine watching your loved one dying from cancer and you who loved them more than anything dies with them because you know that you can't live and don't want to live without them.
By Maurice Bernier9 years ago in Humans
He Loves Her; He Loves Her Not
Her name was Maria and she was a good sister. She was a strong person who could do anything she ever wanted to do if she put her mind to it and pushed herself. There's a song from an old musical that goes "How do you solve a problem life Maria?" That song was a good fit for her, in most ways. She was stubborn and refused to let anyone tell her what was and wasn't possible. She smiled often and laughed loudly. She sung like her life depended on it and never took no for an answer. She dreamed big and her family knew she could do it. She had never been in love before. She was 17 and on her way up, but that was before him.
By Danni Greer9 years ago in Humans
Signs That You're Making an Ass Out of Yourself on a Date
Back in the day, I had gone on a date with a guy who we'll call Max. Max seemed to be a good-ish guy with a lot of issues when it came to both manners and behavior — many of which ended up becoming very apparent when I sat down with him.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart9 years ago in Humans
Matching with the Nice Guys: A Tinder Guide
So you finally got a Tinder account. Maybe you're curious, maybe you're looking for a hookup, maybe you are tentatively trying to get back into the dating game. Maybe you have no freaking idea why you've allowed your best friend to set you up with a Tinder account but you're going with it.
By Irina Orell9 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 20
Augustin retreated into his cell at the end of the day with a newspaper he had managed to get ahold of. Nights were simultaneously the best and worst time of the day. They were somewhat more quiet and he could be alone with his thoughts but the quietness and solitude came with a feeling of uneasiness, which is why he kept a sort of dagger he had fashioned under his pillow.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
