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An Open Diary
May 11, 2017 South Carolina 2:31 PM It’s fine… You’re fine… 3:09 AM Why. Why do you do this to me? Why did you even let me love in the first place? My mother left me, my father tries to make up for the lack of love in my life, but immediately leave me for his job. “Best friends” ultimately leave you and stab you when you been nothing but loyal. Kyle left. Johnathan. Lauren. Sierra. Justice. Now… you. I called it. And now I am kicking myself in the ass because I knew, and I never listen to my gut instincts. I keep hoping it’s one of those gut feeling that are completely wrong… I just need to stop caring. Stop loving. Stop being there for people, because all it ever gets you is left behind. There is no space in this world for kindness or compassion.
By Armyah J.H Diaz8 years ago in Humans
Transcendental
I wonder if people ever step outside of themselves and notice the inconsistencies between their words and their actions. We are all beings of imperfections. Nothing that we say or do will ever be perfect. We strive to achieve perfection in ourselves. Reaching for the best to make even the smallest steps in life seems like an extraordinary accomplishments. There is nothing wrong with reaching for greatness; but we have to remember that perfection is an illusion.
By Santia Desiree'8 years ago in Humans
My Worst Date
Everyone has had their share of good and bad dates. Not all dates require money being spent, and every date is special. To me, a date is any place that is special to both you and your crush. For example, prom is a date. I haven't had many, but I have had my share of heartbreaks and disappointments. Anybody can be let down by a random stranger, but to have someone that you’ve known for years break your heart is a jaw dropper. The guy that tore me to shreds, was Jared. We had history together, so thinking he’ll break my heart came as a shock to me.
By Kristony Green8 years ago in Humans
Thanks, Sass God
My college friends and I often speculated about the existence of a god. It was one of our go-to drunken philosophical debates, a pseudo-intellectual exercise born out of a need to feel like the shitty things happening to us in our early twenties were happening for a reason. The consensus was that there was a god. We called him Sass God, and he was not a benevolent deity, yet also not cruel. He just kind of enjoyed playing cruel tricks.
By Emma Castor8 years ago in Humans
Killing the Dating Game
Even as a relatively conservative person I have always advocated for dating around. Not in a sleazy way, but just a casual "let's get to know each other" outing. I firmly believe that getting to know different types of people ultimately teaches you more about yourself than anything else. And what do millennials love more than self-reflection?
By Faith Bercier8 years ago in Humans
Impact
What do you do when you’re about to die? Tom Craven asked himself the same question every time he got in a car, flew in a plane, or said goodbye to his girlfriend. He was a precocious man, and was usually never fully satisfied with anything; what if it were a little better, a little bigger, timed a bit bigger, worded slightly more coherent? Yet on the day of his flight home from a weekend trip to Colorado with his closest friends, none of those thoughts occurred to him. He didn’t concern his attention span with the length of the flight, the quality of the food and drinks, the timeliness and etiquette of his fellow sky-bus goers. He simply looked over the aisle at a girl he’d known for three years and couldn’t believe that he’d never told her that he loved her, or known the taste of her lips. He thought this as the Boeing 747, engines flaming, glided aimlessly towards the earth at least a hundred miles from the destination.
By Sean Johnson8 years ago in Humans
The Death of NC
Once upon a time there was a light in the life of my years. The engaging newfound scenery and sparking romance brought promise. Said promise fell through similarly to the unwavering complexity of a spatial black hole. The mornings sang with an abundance of hope and the nights laid waste to human, physical interaction. Exploration was prominent and vital to the time-stamped glory. Joys and wonders came aplenty; fears and doubts joined hand in hand, though the former took precedence. Masking insecurities stayed hidden within perplexities of this dynamic. The truth was cold, bitter, and utterly terrifying. Could this path truly stay to last? There is no wandering in a personal self-loathing of what once was. The sanguine paradox wrapped in expiration was surely to fall upon us—there is no escaping the penultimate peril of loves former embrace.
By Anders Olifson8 years ago in Humans
Distance Makes the Heart
I am currently in a modern day, long distance relationship. "K," as I will refer to my boyfriend from here on out, and I met through Instagram. That's right. He followed me, I followed him back. He liked my pics, I liked his back. Modern day insta flirting is what I like to call it. One thing led to another and now we are in an exclusive committed relationship. I'm living in California and K lives in North Carolina. He is in the military, a lifestyle I knew very little about starting off, and I am a nanny.
By Page Rhodes8 years ago in Humans
Sunshine After the Storm
The sun always rises; simply take heart. Sunshine After the Storm Loving someone, especially when it's so easy to do, can be the warmest feeling in the world—a feeling that overwhelms your heart and your soul until you feel like no one and no thing can bring you back down to the earth. Loving someone tests your ability to put someone else's heart above your own. Loving someone challenges you to pursue gentleness, humility, and the utmost level of patience. Loving someone tears down every wall you've built up around your heart, and allows you to freely express your every dream...usually sewing the one you love into every stitch of the dreams you've sewn together with your passion, your integrity, and your character. Loving someone changes you. Loving someone teaches you a lesson in life; sometimes many lessons are learned from loving someone so greatly. As you have read the last few sentences, you might've felt the blood flush trough your veins as a familiar (or maybe a not-so-familiar) name came to your mind. You probably understand what it's like to feel the pain of having your 'dream tapestry' that you stitched, to include and even embody the person you love, destroyed and ripped apart at every seam. You probably know what it's like to be left alone to grieve and mourn the departure of someone you love. You probably know what it's like to be left with a million unanswered questions and a constant screening of the film created by your innermost thoughts titled "why?" You most likely understand what it feels like to lay awake in the early hours of the morning as your pillow is soaked with tears of sheer abandonment and confusion, while your stomach aches from the rapid breaths that flex your abdomen as you attempt to leave your roommates undisturbed while you silently weep. You know exactly how badly it hurts to learn how to sleep alone all over again. You know how pathetic you feel after you stand in the shower, tears running down your face, trying to scrub of every inch of your body as you scream to an audience of yourself and God, "get him off of me"—knowing full-well he has touched and kissed every single inch of you. Finally, after you have endured the internal torture of having your heart broken by the one person you so passionately love more than anyone else in existence, you understand that they left...and they obliterated everything in their wake while doing so—including you.
By Jenna Harrison8 years ago in Humans
