Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Humans.
F-i-n-e
A million years could go by and I’d still remember that last day I spent with you as if it was yesterday... Always remember... At the end of every storm is a rainbow. Never give up HOPE. CHERISH not just the obvious, but the little things as well. Days may fade, but what you cherish is forever in your heart. Thanking you for doing what you do is never enough. One thing is for certain, I will never forgive you. I promise I won’t. People say I need to let go of you... they say that I need to move on and forget about you... but what if I don't want to?... what if I want to remember you? When you feel the wind on your face, that's your angel kissing you; when you see a flower blooming through the snow, that's him saying, never forget, I'm still here. Don't let ANYONE tell you that you're nothing. You are worth something. Whether you make someone smile for a second or happy for a lifetime, you are a somebody. Remember me when you're lonely, remember me when you just wanna talk, remember me when you really need me, but don't remember me when you have no one else! We do not remember days, we remember moments. Make moments worth remembering. When the rest of the world sees you as a servant, remember there's one person somewhere that sees you as a princess. Remember that your best choices are made with both your head and your heart.
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
My Worst Date Story: The One Where His Cousin Almost Beat Me Up
Don't worry, there is a bit of a happy ending to this horror story. And though it's not completely filled with lighthearted funny moments, I find that discovering the humor in this scenario to be extremely therapeutic. Plus, there are a few hilarious visuals that my friends and I still laugh about today.
By Olivia Amber8 years ago in Humans
O.school’s Worst Date Story Contest. Top Story - January 2018.
Humans, a leading relationship community, has teamed up with O.school to create the #MyWorstDate contest. Maybe it was an unbelievable blind date, or an anonymous hookup with a twist. Maybe it was the final nail in the coffin of a long relationship. As the leaders in pleasure and empowerment, O.school is looking for your stories about those ridiculous, head-scratching, pull-your-hair out nights that you never forget. Was it a misleading profile? Bad sex? Abject narcissism? Parental monitors? The utter lack of respect for your enjoyment? Maybe it was something harder to talk about. We want to know how you got there, what happened, and what you learned from it. At O.school, we not only want to have discussions, we want to improve the conversation.
By Vocal Team8 years ago in Humans
The Pretty One
I've known my best friend for almost five years. She was the first person I had ever let in. The first person I told my secrets and who could be okay with...well me. I was new to Canada and high school and was struggling with depression and anxiety. And I wouldn't have truly met her had I not said something about Supernatural in the girl's locker room.
By Savanna Barnes8 years ago in Humans
Too Late to Be Sad
Too Late to be Sad She posted the old pictures on her Snapchat story for the old friend’s birthday. She didn’t really know why she did it. They weren’t even friends on Snapchat so it’s not like her friend would see the pictures and remember. You know, remember all the good times; all the laughs and songs and sleepovers and all the times they both knew, without a doubt, that they were the best of best friends.
By Ariel Blumensteel8 years ago in Humans
The Love Story
I laid there that night, it was quarter to two. I laid there thinking about what I wanted out of my life. I knew I wanted to make something of myself. To be happy, to make my life mean something. There was nothing more that I wanted than to make someone truly happy. To just have the confidence to confide in someone and let them truly in and know everything that made me who I am. I went over many different outcomes. Both the good and the bad and the content. Each very different in their own way, but each all too similar and historically the norm of life.
By Sawyer Fisher8 years ago in Humans
Prison Love
I wrote this back in high school. It’s one of my favorite even if things have changed. It was a big lesson to learn. I and this dude (not saying names) wrote each other for about four years and during those four years, I got to meet his mother and father and even his sister. In 2016 I and he started to fall apart and we started to change and see thing different, or at least I did. We tried to fix it but when thing seemed to get better two females got a hold of me and told me what he was telling them which was the same exact thing he was saying to me so I stop writing and he kept on writing. He found out that I knew about the other females so he wrote and apologized and to tell me he really loved me and what not… but I was hurt and I didn't want to hear it so I stop writing and ever since then I haven't heard from him.
By Belen gomez8 years ago in Humans
All We're Gonna Be Is Friends
This would be pointless to say face to face, but if she stumbles upon this, I hope it puts a smile on the face of the girl who’s perfect 360 degrees around, 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 12 months a year. I might never be your man, but till the day I die, you will be my angel. So if you wanna talk, my door is always open. Damn does it hurt watching the one you love love someone else who, in your opinion, doesn’t deserve them. Everyone always says "find that makes you happy and never let go," but what if you can’t have what makes you happy?
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
Counterculture
There has always been, I think, a stigma attached to you when you identify as gay. Almost as if when the words "I'm gay" leave your mouth, you're henceforth supposed to be doused in glitter, watch RuPaul's Drag Race on repeat and believe that Lady Gaga is the second coming of Jesus, but with a more outlandish fashion sense.All of which, of course, is pure hyperbole and, in most cases, untrue. Though the last couple of days have left me wondering just why people expect that of me, especially other gay men. Allow me to elaborate.
By Jack Tinmouth8 years ago in Humans
Just One Dance
This is a very old story of mine, written under my writers name, Arania Hale, and you may also find it on Quotev.com because that is where I used to write all of my stories. Sorry it seems like a 12 year old written it but I was young and it is a true story. I hope you do enjoy though, here is the story!
By Elizabeth Layfield8 years ago in Humans
