love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Exploring the Addictions of Toxic Love
I've got to start out by saying that I'm aware of how toxic my "type" of man is. I've got daddy issues, which generally leads in a beeline direction to the emotionally unavailable rockstar with the cool hair and lanky bod. Give me a jerk with a heart of gold and I'll give you a chain to put around my neck.
By Diana Rasmussen8 years ago in Humans
Fluorescent Adolescent
It was in the hay day of my 19-year-old reckless freedom that I met a man who I fell in love with. My love laid dormant until the day I decided to reveal my regrets for leaving, quite prematurely I admit, and my desire to return to the home he cleared out in his heart, all for me. I will refer to him as Mr. W.
By Asherah Way8 years ago in Humans
Random Thoughts
1. So, I know this whole thing just started, but since you already said what ya said, I'll say this: sure we only started this journey just recently, but maybe, if the big man upstairs permits, one day in the future, we will lose the like word and use the love word. Just like there's a lot of instruments in music, there are a lot of girls. However, just like you only need a saxophone for jazz, the only girl I have on my mind right now is the one that I was messaging for the last three hours. However, it felt like a lot longer then that, but lord knows I wasn't looking at the clock tick and tick cuz I was just waiting to see those dots show up and see that dark red one next to your name, and having my face grow a smile. They might say we just kids, but it's our relationship, so if they wanna hate, then one: they just jealous, and more importantly, they really don't matter. Cuz if they ain't you, who are they to talk about our relationship? They can just beat it. I don't care how much money I got if I got the one that makes me smile the most. That's what makes my motion happen. Let's just hope that your mommy and daddy, and older sister, for that matter, like me just like you do, cuz that would just make you smile even more. And I know this sucked, mostly since it's the first time having to use certain words, but I didn't hope this would be the best ever, I'm just hoping that it makes you smile and makes you feel a little bit better.
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
The Stream of Consciousness
A billowing cloud of smoke rolls off his lips, the tendrils of smoke that escape his breath float weightlessly above his head. I take in all of the small details of his face, as if seeing it for the first and last time. He glances at me and we catch eyes, and that’s all it takes to become lost in the ocean that is my psyche. Does he even realize how gorgeous his eyes are? The way the emerald green blends so flawlessly with the baby blue. One look and they pierce through all of my walls and envelop my soul.
By Sati Ewers-Kubly8 years ago in Humans
Accidental Love
I didn't mean to fall for you. Not really, anyway. At the time I met you, I had given up on ever finding someone. I accepted the fact that I would probably be forever alone. I didn't want to fall for someone again after the type of suffocating, heart-shattering experience I had with a guy just weeks before.
By Faith Zielinski8 years ago in Humans
Social Media, Dictating Relationships
One morning in my unplanned barely-awake stupor, I found myself browsing Facebook on my phone only to come across of bevy of articles explaining how I should feel about my relationships. Everything about how to bond with my siblings, what men need to learn about women and even if it was time to break up with my BFF.
By Julia Beaulieu8 years ago in Humans
Contact
There's a phenomenon that I've discovered in the short time I've spent on this Earth, and in the even shorter time I've spent in intimate contact with another person. It's almost like a superpower that we as humans have little to no control over. This phenomenon is, in a sense, the slowing of time. The slowing of time during human contact.
By Conor Etherton8 years ago in Humans
What Does Love Look Like?
Love is a bit of a strange topic for me to write about since I have never been "in love" before. Sure, I've had the usual crushes, a date, and rejections, but I don't know what "love" is supposed to look like these days. The world has become confused as to what "love" is; I have never thought it was that icky feeling in one's gut when you stare into someone's eyes, because that feeling is fleeting and love is supposed to last a lifetime. "Love," according to what the media throws our way, is all about the sexual gratification that comes with being with the one you're attracted to. "Love" is about sharing a physically intimate part of one's self with multiple people while withholding the truly intimate part: your inner vulnerability, your past, your dreams, your needs, your life plan, your hidden passions (as in hobbies), etc. After watching so many of my friends and family members settle down over the years, I have made it a point to observe what kind of "love" they have.
By Elizabeth Kozlowski8 years ago in Humans
That Girl Is Perfection
Every day and every night, I tell her that I am not like the past guys that have hurt her. Hell, I tell her I am the real deal, a real man, because that is exactly what a girl as beautiful, special, and smart as her deserves and needs. Please do not think all I do is say I am trying and I will find a way. As soon as my ass wakes up, I get my two light blankets off my chest and I get up off the floor and I get to work. My life has been nowhere near easy. I fight for food and water each day. I wake up tired, I go to bed even more tired. When needed, I break all the rules stopping me from completing my hopes and dreams.
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
The Art of Shutting People Out
I really struggle to understand myself. I think that’s part of the reason I cant let you in—I don’t trust that you can understand me, or even accept me because I simply don’t know how to do that for myself yet. I don’t understand how it is possible to love myself and therefore when you try to love me, that’s when I will walk away. You will tell me I am beautiful and I will receive it like a blow to the gut. I will take it like a blatant lie made to my face, I will believe you looked me straight in the eyes, and try to convince me of a delusion. And I will be hurt.
By Elle White 8 years ago in Humans
