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Movie Review: 'Fireproof'
Movie Review: Fireproof DISCLAIMER: This movie was put out by Christian writers and producers. It was filmed by predominantly Christian actors and actresses. I know that writing on Christian topics is frowned upon with this site, but it cannot be excluded from the review of this movie. Christian principles run throughout. I am not forcing Christian beliefs, just presenting them as they appear in this movie.
By denise knight8 years ago in Humans
My First Lesbian Relationship Pt. 3
*Brace yourself for an emotional story* So I believe that I left off on pt. two with my fiancee's ex texting her to wish her a Happy New Year. Like I said before, I was obviously upset over this. For one, that woman literally cost her nearly $1,000 in damages and two, they both moved on. Why was my fiancee on her mind? And aside from that, did she really think my fiancee would want to hear from her?
By Jordan Payne8 years ago in Humans
That Someone Else
“… but I have no ride home, Jasmine.” As I laid there in my bed, I was trying to convince myself to drift back off into my afternoon nap. I put Buddy on hold while I checked my phone; April 2014, 12:04 PM. "Well, there goes my nap," I thought to myself.
By Robyn Welborne8 years ago in Humans
The LGBTQuestion: 'Who Am I?'
I knew I was different, though the only clue of a name was a chapter titled "In Amerika They Call Us Dykes" that I read when I was seven. I wasn't attracted to boys when other girls were, yet wildly curious to know what everyone looked like beneath their clothes, and a big fan of Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines about the age of eleven.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Humans
Oh, Lover
Sometimes when I hear a certain song or smell a certain smell I am overwhelmed with a wave of nostalgia so strong im nearly swept off my feet. I can feel it swell in the pit of my stomach and blossom up through my chest, clutching at my throat and taking my breath away for a moment. I am taken to another time, usually a happier one. I can feel the air that I was breathing then and practically taste all the sights and smells around me. I close my eyes and the feeling intensifies. The moment eventually fades but if I want to feel it again all I have to do is listen to that song, smell that perfume, walk outside on a cold crisp night. Oh, lover I wish you knew how I think of you during these times. I wish I could bottle up the feeling and send it to you so you could understand a fraction, a droplet of my emotion that swims inside of me like a star in the sea of the galaxys. I wonder if you could understand if you would feel the same way, if the wave that crashes over you would drown you the same that it drowns me so quickly. I hope that it would. Otherwise was it all for nothing? Did our time mean nothing to you at all? Oh, lover I know that could not be true. You destroy me. You take my dry eyes, bare as a desert and plunge them into the depths, drowning them in the sorrows of my heart. When I walk down the street on a cold autumn day, the leaves whipping around my ankles, tripping and falling over themselves, sometimes I wonder. I wonder if you ever loved me the way I loved you. If maybe I was head over heels tripping and falling like the leaves into your heart but you were in the sky, flying away, caring about more important things. Oh, lover you kill me. You take the shards of my heart and stab them into my skin, watching the blood trickle downward like little rivers. You know my deepest secrets and I hate that you hold them, clutching them in your palms like they are yours to own and do with as you like. They are mine but you can have them. Just be gentle with them please. Oh, lover I wonder at your beauty. You leave me alone, standing on the edge of a railing looking lost but I’d know your smile anywhere. I won’t forget it even after your gone. Will you forget mine? I see you smiling in her picture, your eyes wild like the milky way and your hair long, flowing out behind you like the sea. You look so happy I can’t help but wonder if you are happier now. If you meant what you said. That you are much happier without me. Sometimes when the sky is inky black I like to lay my head down on the damp grass, ignoring the wet feeling seeping through my skin. I can see the stars this way, winking back at me like little fireflies flying through the night. Maybe they are just bugs, thousands of miles away from me. I wish I could turn into one and burn down bright on the world, providing a small ray of light for the everyone for a moment. At least I could be of some use. Oh, lover what did I ever do to you? To make me heave my emotions onto the floor like a useless blender, spitting my feelings into every corner of the room. To shove my pride down my throat like a gag, stopping me in my tracks. Oh lover, I wonder if you think about me sometimes. When you drink your coffee on a dreary afternoon or look out your window to see rain droplets inching down the glass. If you regret what you did or what you said. Oh, lover do you feel the same as me?
By Clare Strayer8 years ago in Humans
Where Am I?
...My pads have shown red from where I had walked; but still, they refused to turn black… ---------- Cold… so cold, it has been on one winter's eve night as Yachiru Hinamari travelled on foot to the neighboring town of Himigato. Staggering in weight, she treads through the snow leaving a trail of uneven footprints behind her. "It's s-so c-c-cold," Yachiru said to herself and pulled her blanket tighter over her face, "b-but Ta-kun's family is waiting for me. I cannot give up now." Yachiru kept moving forward as the sudden snowfall began to pick up.
By Robyn Welborne8 years ago in Humans
How to Dump Frenemies
Frenemies are not immediately obvious when they show up in your life. If somebody seems unusually trustworthy and they are too quick to become your friend because they want something, this is a sign of frenemy behavior. Sometimes they are there for you way too much, expecting the same thing in return. My frenemy has laughed at me, which is unacceptable. Laughing at somebody’s anxiety is completely weird and makes that person a bully. This person is medication inconsistent on top of her bizarre tendencies to laugh at my anxiety, which is a form of pain for me. So she is in effect laughing at my pain.
By Iria Vasquez-Paez8 years ago in Humans
Arranged Marriage
Arranged marriage is a subject about which people hold strongly contrasting views. Arranged marriage is when two strangers marry by the agreement of their parents or guardians. In some countries, especially Asian countries, arranged marriage is quite strict. For example, the bride and groom cannot see each other's faces till the night of their marriage.
By Krishna Bhandari8 years ago in Humans
Second Love Gone Wrong
Since my last breakup post was popular, I will do another. This breakup story is going to be about my second boyfriend. I'm skipping my first boyfriend because not too much happened. My second boyfriend and I were extremely close. I would like to think he was most likely my first love. The only downfall about the relationship was that him and I lived an hour apart. I was only 15 when we started dating, so I wasn't able to drive yet. When we started dating, he was 17, so he was able to drive and that's how it all worked out. We dated for almost two years before I ended the relationship.
By Alyssa Smith8 years ago in Humans
My First Lesbian Relationship Pt. 2
Let me start by apologizing for taking so long with writing Part 2! I have been so busy with the wedding planning. Okay, so where did I leave off? I believe that it was with me bringing home my baby boy, Dodger. So Dodger came home with me right before Thanksgiving of 2013. My fiancee surprised me by bringing him to my cheer gym after practice. That first night home with him was...let's say, tough! He stayed up almost the entire night. He had never been away from his litter so he was having a hard time adjusting to sleeping on his own. My fiancee slept through the night like a baby while I was waking up every time he started crying to cuddle him to make him comfortable.
By Jordan Payne8 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to Love
Dear Love, Why are you some complicated? Why are you such a mystery? You disguise yourself so well, in smiles and laughter and in promises...promises to be broken. You make knees go weak, hearts pound, butterflies fly and eyes go wide. You can last a lifetime, creating warmth and happiness and light. But then you can also create waterfalls, and cold, and darkness. You make the strong feel weak, and the weak feel on top of the world all in a matter of seconds. The hopeless chase you, the broken fear you. Songs are written about you, movies based on you. Fights ensue because of you and even some die for you. Some though... use you to play games with, to tease and toss the heart around and hurt the soul.
By Colorful Chaotic8 years ago in Humans
