love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Nighthawks
All lights sans red had long since died along the streets of Desdemona. Most good folks were already bedded down, safe from the outside world behind their apartment doors. Me? I don't sleep that easy. This new case, well more of a new lead, had my gears turning. They only spun faster as my eyes tracked over the black stamped letters in his file. Silas "Cinder" Elluin, notorious ringleader that had his talons in most of Desdemona. The only bastions were the cops, which were crumbling, and Rook, my organization. I grumbled as I tried to connect the lines on Silas' trail. Finding him was almost as difficult as catching him but given we'd found him enough times to have a bookshelf devoted to him but had no arrests, maybe that spoke more for itself. As the gears in my head ground ever faster, shrieking and smoking, my door, the one marked "Amnesty" swung open. The click-clack of stilettos on my tile revealed more than my eyes. Ophelia, one of my partners.
By Maya Manzonelli7 years ago in Humans
A Common Sense
About 10 years ago, I found myself in a depressive state. In fact, I moved out of state after a nasty breakup. I thought that moving away from the problem was going to make it somehow better. Little did I know, trying to run away from a problem when it's in your own head is kind of impossible. Upon moving down south I couldn't smoke marijuana, which I used mainly for insomnia, so I started doing obsessive research. I researched a few rabbit holes and, I found myself in a series of wormholes that connected more and more frequently. At the time, it was quite scary to find myself researching the pyramids and ending up in reading about the Emerald Tablet. Likewise, researching theoretical physics would somehow, lead me back to the pyramids, probably through some pattern I may have chosen to see. I started becoming obsessed with sacred geometry, alchemy and hermeticism. I found, that the more I looked with these three keys in mind, things started to make more sense to me. I started doing a lot more writing and reading to try and figure out what I was trying to run away from in my own mind. My perspective began to shift and the way I looked at the world did too. I then realized that, I had become comfortable with a social existence that I had also grown to be annoyed with at the same time.
By X icantfindmylighter.com X7 years ago in Humans
Love and Loss
People say love is beautiful, and it transcends any emotion. They say it’s in everything, and it’s what the world needs most, but I’m here, young and somehow experienced, to tell you that it’s a lot more than just compliments, kisses, and restaurants. It’s a lot more than attraction, lust, sex, any of what you know it to be.
By 7 years ago in Humans
My Interracial Relationship
In the most random of circumstances, I met the love of my life. I went to my best friend’s dorm room to help him unpack and settle in. When I first arrived, it wasn’t my best friend, but his new roommate that I met. Now I’m not a shy person and I am most definitely never speechless, and even though it sounds like part of a love story, I had no words when I first saw this deliciously handsome man.
By Sara Dennison7 years ago in Humans
The Boys That Saved Me
For those of you who don’t know them that’s my boyfriend and my nephew. This entry is going to be about them and how thankful I am that they were there when I needed them. Most people in life hit a low point. My lowest point in life came when I had turned 21. I got caught up in the wrong crowd and was partying and not caring about anything or anyone really. I was out of my abusive relationship and really all I wanted was to feel cared about again, but that was not happening for me.
By Cheyanne Mondloch7 years ago in Humans
Lost Love
Lost Love Part 1: Overall History As humans, whatever we do creates a domino effect or the butterfly effect. It can either change us for better or for the worse. We'll either succeed our farthest or fail our hardest. However, failure comes with great success. Even when it comes to the person we love. I met him when I was 15. As a 15-year-old girl, all I cared about was how many friends I had, the parties I was gonna attend, and even being hung up on boys. Not all teenage girls are like this, some are smart and focused on finding themselves through their academics or hobbies. I wish I did that. Instead, I threw myself at guys, relationship after relationship. Some lasted a day and some lasted a year, but this one, this one I'm still currently in.
By Angie Amato7 years ago in Humans
The Art of Dating: Paris vs. New York
When it comes to dating, Paris and New York are like two famous men: both come with reputations that precede them. On one side of the Atlantic we have have the elitist Frenchmen, self-proclaimed ardent lovers who, paradoxically, reject the entire concept of “dating” as a restricting endeavor where romance goes to die.
By Dbag Dating7 years ago in Humans
Love and Respect
After ending a hurtful and cruel marriage, I ended up seeing myself dating a couple of guys for a year or so. Truly the relationships with some of them didn't really last much, since some of them were interested in intercourse and not take the relationship serious. There was a time when I said to myself, "Enough," I rather be a single mom until I find the right guy that will accept me the way I am and of everything that is part of my life. Like my son, with time as I stopped dating, I chose to join a dating/friend’s app where I ended up meeting this single and respectful man who has never been married, no kids, and stable job. I said to myself, "OK let's see how this goes."
By Karina Castillo7 years ago in Humans
Her Hidden Desire
Many times over the last 10 years their paths crossed. And many times they had no choice but to walk away. Something was always in the way. Whether it was distance, one or the other in a relationship, or at odds with each other. They knew they longed to be with one a other, but they didn't know how to make it happen. Until finally the Gods put favor in their hands. First it just started out as cute, innocent smiles, giggles, and flirting at the local convenience store. Then it became messages back and forth over social media. Then texting. And then finally they were able to find time to spend together. And oh! It was magical, for sure! She was awestruck. So quickly falling in love with her hidden desire. He was everything she'd ever looked for, everything she ever wanted. He was so much more, too.
By Cricket Knott7 years ago in Humans
Fates Collide
I’d say it was a pretty normal day up until that point, all I was doing was walking to Biology and all I could remember was accidentally bumping into someone. I remember helping them pick up their books and what not and walking away. It wasn’t until sixth period that I thought back on that moment and had realized that I hadn’t apologized. Feeling terrible I looked through the crowds of rushing students, almost as if I were trying to keep my head above water trying to stay alive. I didn’t find her that whole day, and the more I reflected on that moment the more pertinent it felt, almost like that event had to happen in order for the process of something to begin. As the end of the day neared I felt a pain in my head and stomach, it gradually overtook my body and I fell on the floor jerking violently. I clenched my jaw so I wouldn’t bite my tongue and then everything faded to darkness. When I “woke up” I found myself in a large field I panned the area to see if I could find anything. Eventually I began to walk in one direction which I thought was North but I was unsure. When I was walking for some five minutes I started to panic I knew this place was a dream, but it felt so real. I began to hyperventilate and quickly caught myself. I fell down to my knees and began to pray:
By benjamin johnson7 years ago in Humans
I Will Still Love You...
"I am, for a loss of better words, completely truly deeply madly in love with you and everything about you. From the soft curve of your lips. To the rough trail of your back. To the way you can't dance in time or text on time either. I'm completely in love with the way you look when you've just woken up; to the look of bliss after an amazing kiss. I'm in love with your obsession to be right and need to protect. I'm in love with your laughter and tears. I'm in love with your anger and sorrow. I'm in love with your insecurities and strength. I'm in love with your blue eyes and golden heart. I'm in love with your dreams and fears. I'm in love with what you say and do. I'm in love with you, everything about you. Even at 80 when all your hair is gone, and you can't dance with me anymore, I'll still be in love with you."
By Jenny Jorgenson7 years ago in Humans
