friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Thank you, Dustin
Dear Dustin, At the risk of insulting everyone that I have a deep connection with, I can confidently say that you are the one person who truly understands me. When we lived together, you saw me in every state – depressed, drunk, happy, heartbroken, angry, playful, and so many more. Yet, you never made me felt judged. You were always, and still are, supportive of me.
By Mimi Sonner5 years ago in Humans
The Stars in Her Eyes
Ava sat cross-legged in the sandbox, mindlessly kneading her fingers in the sand without purpose. It was fairly warm that day, at least for Minnesota weather, and the sun shining on Ava’s back made her feel more content than usual. The entire playground was buzzed with energy while children shouted and played.
By Sammi Snow5 years ago in Humans
How I Overcame Toxic Female Friendships
Every woman I know has been there; caught in a vicious, toxic relationship with their best female friend. “Frenemies”. It’s a label and a lifestyle that has been shoved down our throats by society for years. Some of the greatest hit teen movies and books centre around the theme of toxic female relationships; Mean Girls, Thirteen, Gossip Girl, the Betty & Veronica comics.
By Samantha Kaszas5 years ago in Humans
Dearest Darling,
It's true. You're infectious. The fact that you don't see that is what I love most about you. You always do so much for others without having an agenda. That's quite a rare thing to have. Especially in London. You're consistent and you're always there. From day one.
By George Fairclough5 years ago in Humans
Thick & Thin, Forever: The End.
TWIYS Media LLC was nothing more than a dialogue that was instigated and then coaxed out of me, by an individual named Daniel Gross, If you google Daniels name, you will discover—like I did—that he sits on the board of one of the most prestigious start-up incubators this side of the equator. In fact: Y-Combinator is actually valuated at 100B all things considered. Don't believe me? Not a worry just take a minute to hit that clickable link I left for you to fact check me, I'll wait!
By Bvnk Sinvtrv5 years ago in Humans
What's Full Bloom Without You
The journey has been long, the ride hasn't stopped - you've been by my side since as far back as I can recall. In times like these where friendships are hard to find - especially hard to keep, you're there. Three years ago we decided to move across the country and ditch our selected colleges, we'd become blissed in walking free. California was never in our plans but once we tasted it we knew we'd never be going back. Our families fought us to tell them what had happened - how could we change our minds so abruptly! To say they were pissed is little. We made it out, we got to California.
By Gala Valeria Sandoval5 years ago in Humans
Absolute Best Friend
My best friend Kim and I were a couple of square pegs that shared a crush for a blue-eyed skater boy, and a desire to be noticed. The crush passed, and Kim and I began plotting a path to popularity. Looking back, it was all so silly, but the journey made us best friends forever. It was an adventure that I am shocked we survived. From one dangerous turn to the next we are so lucky to have made it through alive and well. I met a boy in a band that practiced in a storage facility that was a common place for bands to practice at that time. Any given weekend you could find several bands playing around trying to hone their craft. It was the eighties and long-haired boys with skinny slick pants playing their way towards unlimited drugs and girls was a common goal for most of the musically inclined. We planned a weekend party to end all parties. The invitation was a flyer strung across our high school campus. Our contribution was three trashcans filled with punch, spiked with 180 proof Everclear. Once we ran out of punch (and we did run out fast) Kim and I had a couple of college boys drive us to the liqueur store. We rode in the back of a truck for safety purposes; it made good sense at the time. After the boys bought us more Everclear, we dared each other to take a swig of the liquor straight up. I imagine that is what getting shot in the chest feels like. It knocked me over and I almost fell out of the truck bed. More than a minute passed without the feeling of air entering my lungs. I am not sure how many times we came close to death that night, but the party was a smash hit. Unfortunately, no one really knew we were the host; no one even knew who we were. The bands gained a new following and however depth-less their intentions, their immense talent thrived. This was the start of a trend in our lives; one which grew into hit local businesses for booking and promoting much later in life.
By Shelly Brooks5 years ago in Humans
