love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Retribution: Chapter 3
On a Friday evening in May, Charles Prideaux and his brother in law Jules Martin went to the Palais Garnier to see the Paris Opera Ballet perform Sleeping Beauty. When the two men arrived in their box, Tchaikovsky’s introduction to the prologue was beginning to play.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
Love
What is love anyway? There are so many thoughts, ideas, and expectations surrounding love that sometimes we get lost in something other than love. We get pulled by what we believe love is, we get lost in the notion that love will save us, we get lost in the idea that love is separate from us, and we have fallen from grace.
By Jessica Fulkerson9 years ago in Humans
You're Only Fooling Yourself
Someone once said that everybody lies. Maybe that’s true. But I’m a crappy liar. I mean, I’ve lied in the past, but in a torture situation, I’d be the first to take some cyanide, because there would be no point in someone trying to interrogate me. I find it ridiculously difficult to do.
By Caroline Egan9 years ago in Humans
The Hidden Side of Society...
I have been called many things, squeezed into the minuscule gaps of each letter of my name like each resembled a bottomless chasm in which seemingly meaningless words could hide. Most say that I am just a 'teenager' who has not yet lived long enough to experience life, few speak as though I am just another blip on the radar that is society. Those rare, selected handful of people call me an inspiration and yet, I am alone. Yes, I am surrounded by friends and family...But at the same time, I am alone in terms of what I think. Of my opinions, views, social status which should mean nothing when in reality it means the difference between gaining something in life and losing it. You see, life is a concept. A concept in which the size of your clothes, the colour of your skin or your sexual orientation are like boulders blocking the path to acceptance and held in place by the people who do not agree with you. Not your thoughts or opinions. You. Because I have often come across people who judge a person by their looks and if that is acceptable in their book then they go on to judge the next part of who you are as if it is merely a talent show in which you can never win.
By Amber Dodd9 years ago in Humans
Why I Don't Care About My Labels, and You Shouldn't Care About Mine Either
Over the past five years, I have identified as every label from the acronym LGBTQ. When I was 13, I was convinced I was bisexual. During that year, I conflicted between identifying as a lesbian and bisexual, eventually settling on bisexual after a few months of internal debate.
By skittly boo9 years ago in Humans
Singleness
It is often said, true happiness involves another person. Happiness starts with self-acceptance but self-acceptance is usually found with the help of someone else. All over the internet we see picture and status updates of people in relationships. They look happy, smiles as wide as their cheeks can expand, hands close with fingers intertwined. The videos they post are the cutest (or so we tell them) and we (the singles) cannot help but wish we had a hand to hold, a picture to snap and a person to look at with googly eyes.
By Jasmine Davis9 years ago in Humans
Love After Baby If You Are Single
How do you feel? You must be tired, cranky, covered in baby puke and other things. Those things don't help a relationship, but they are perfectly normal. So if you are single already or want out of your relationship, here are the things you should know and what people probably won't tell you.
By Holly colman9 years ago in Humans
My Last Love
This story starts a few years ago. She caught my eye but I couldn't say a word. I spent an entire year sitting just feet from the girl of my dreams. Love at first sight. Never able to do more than shyly smile as we passed each day. In my mind we were just too different. She loved being in class and was great at math. I loved missing class to go outside and smoke with the guys and couldn't stand being near math. Every time I looked at her my heart skipped and she never noticed me, which I was pretty used to anyways. Years later after a lot of bad choices and A LOT of ruining my mind with violence and alcohol I ran across her at Walmart. Just walking around with a friend from the same math class and the most beautiful girl in the world walks across my path once again.
By David Coon III9 years ago in Humans











