friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Does Unfriending on Facebook Mean Unfriending In Real Life?
June is LGBT Pride month, even if the current resident of the White House won't recognize it. So it's fair to tell you that I am part of the community, I'll wait while you pick your jaws up off the floor. It's true, I am a gay man and I am very proud to be part of this community. That also means I can be a little sensitive about things people post on Facebook, in regards to my community.
By Edward Anderson9 years ago in Humans
Thoughts of a Person
Growing up people always said things to me, such as "Girl you got issues" or "There is something really wrong with that girl." Whether I was joking and being silly or being serious. Now after while this starts to take a toll on your development and character. Because you start to wonder, well is there something wrong with me? You'll find yourself afraid to say anything to anyone about anything regarding any situation. Soon you hear yourself saying "I got issues" or "Don't mind me I'm crazy, I need help."
By Jane Smith9 years ago in Humans
The Interpolated Girl
For a very large portion of my life, I've felt like I'm just kind of here. Just existing. I've had this feeling for a while, but more recently, it's been hitting harder. It's hard for me to feel this way and not know why, so I put some thought into it. And I realized something, I don't fit in. I just don't. I have never in my life been somewhere where I can just say, "This. This is where I belong." I tried to find it through religion, nothing changed, tried to find it through my family, no such luck, tried attending college, to no avail. The closest I have come to feeling whole is when I am with my wonderful husband. This is one of the reasons I love him so much, I am able to be me around him and I don't have to worry about fitting in. No where else do I ever feel this way, and that's a hard way to live my life.
By Sheridan Walker9 years ago in Humans
Sometimes Sharing Is Not Caring
When I finally decided to share my thoughts, well after being threatened by my best friend, I thought to myself maybe this is it, Winnie. You are now ready to open up, share your heart unapologetically. You are ready to let the world know how you "Really feel".
By Winnie Rugamba9 years ago in Humans
Endangered Species
“Once I get home and take off my pants, that’s it. I’m not putting them back on until the morning. Sometimes I don’t even make it to my room before I take them off.”“If I agree to do something more than a day ahead of time, there is a 90% chance I will cancel.”“I don’t want to go outside. There are people there.”
By D. Gabrielle Jensen9 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to My Stalker: Thank You.
At fifteen, a boy who I vaguely knew through a friend of a friend took something of a shining to me. This is no mean feat when you attend an all girls school, are entering your teenage years and desperately want a boyfriend. Not to mention the fact that I was a little frumpy and suffered from acne. Any attention from a boy two years my senior was, initially, well received.
By Hattie Haye9 years ago in Humans
Touching From a Distance
According to Gary Chapman’s best-selling book, The 5 Love Languages: The Secret to Love that Lasts, each of us naturally shows affection in one (or two) of five main ways – quality time, physical touch, receiving gifts, words of affirmation, and acts of service. Feeling fairly confident that I knew how it was going to turn out, I decided to take the 5 Love Languages quiz to find out what my personal love language is.
By D. Gabrielle Jensen9 years ago in Humans
Soliloquy In E Minor Sharp
"I'd really like to be drunk", he thought to himself, "but I've gained a lot of weight lately and I can't afford to gain anymore". It wasn't vanity, he just couldn't afford new clothes and he was pretty close to the "breaking point", at least according to his pants. He'd never gotten into non-alcoholic drugs and didn't feel like starting now, but he'd sure love to be high.
By Guillermo Calvo9 years ago in Humans
What I Learned From Dyeing My Hair Blue
In July of 2016, I went from brunette to having blue, green, and purple “mermaid hair.” I’d wanted to dye it for a while, but had never followed through on it before. Before I did it, many of the adults around me (that weren’t my friends) kept telling me how much I’d regret it and how drastically it would negatively impact my life. I was told that I’d never get respect, that it’d ruin my hair, that I’d miss my old color too much, that it’s only something delinquent teenagers do, and even that having dyed hair would make me want to “fit in to that crowd,” somehow causing me to do things like drugs and other illegal activities. They were all certain that simply changing my hair color would somehow change who I was.
By Sarava Watson9 years ago in Humans
Her Last Day
I loved her. I still do. With everything I've got. Ever since that cloudy day four years ago when we met in the park. Ever since I realized she was the one I was looking for my whole life and after she shared her heart and her entire life with me. Ever since I moved into her place a week after we accidentally jogged into each other.
By Milan Zivic9 years ago in Humans
