humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Part Savage, Part Sissy, Some Thoughts, All Reality
I have never shared this info about myself to anyone before and if you knew me you would find it shocking if i did. I am what you would call the epitome of the "bad boy" style you might fid in a movie. If you brought me home to your parents they wouldn't approve from the sight of me unless they were drug dealers or criminals themselves.I am not proud of it or trying to pretend so i have that image to people because i think girls would be into it. The simple fact is it is just who I am by default and I will corrupt and of the girls that see my 6ft 3in tall,skinny ass smoking a cigarette in my leather jacket and all black clothes with knuckle tattoos that read "Lost Soul" and they get that thought of wanting to save me or live on the wild side. Just to give an idea of how crazy my life has been i am going to share a few things about my past that are 100% true and have lead me deeper into the darkness of the bad boy lifestyle.
By will dream5 years ago in Humans
Forever people in a temporary world. Temporary people in disposable world.
We can't sustain disposable things and relationships these days. It's bad for the planet and our mental health. Imagine meeting someone, falling for them fast, because they're so well trained in making you feel good with them. They know exactly what to do, great in bed, attentive whilst you around them, caring, just great. They make you feel so good, like you've met your soulmate. On the superficial level, they're just amazing. But you notice that you can't really connect with them on the deeper level, at this point you're not worried, you think there is a rest of your lives together to do that.
By Iwona Galise5 years ago in Humans
The Mother I'll Never Meet
I’ll never be able to thank the woman who showed me the greatest kindness I’ve ever known. In 1968, she was 21 and working as a receptionist at a country club in Connecticut when she found herself pregnant. Not knowing what to do, she shared her news with her Italian parents, who were good Catholics - they had sent their daughters to Catholic schools, never expecting their girls would do anything that would disgrace their faith or their family. So when she told her father that she was pregnant out of wedlock, he promptly informed her that she was no longer allowed to live under his roof. Although her mother and sister wanted her to keep the baby, just as she did, it was decided that she would go to New York City to live at the Catholic Home Bureau. Once there, she would remain there until she had the baby.
By Laurie Mazz5 years ago in Humans
Why Everyone Deserves A Chance
From about 2010 to 2014 I lived in San Antonio. I was perhaps maybe 20 or so. The area I lived in wasn't the best. Right next door to me lived a guy that I'll call Greg. Greg was a druggie. It was extremely obvious. When he wasn't hiding away in his house one could see him pacing up and down the street. He'd stop our neighbors if they were out and ask for spare change with the excuse that he needed money for "medicine". Everyone knew he was on drugs and for the most part, nobody ever gave him any money.
By Michael Brown5 years ago in Humans
A Trip in the Middle
The state where we wear the badge of being first to have slaves, the state with so much talent and just seen as ok, V.A. is my home. Be a friend and be my guide, helping me understand this place I call home. I can't highlight the glamorous city pictures because you get blinded by the pretty things in the lights. What do you really see when they shut off? Four seasons in a day, the chance of hope and sunshine, percentage of disarray and rain with a slight chance of snow and no from a girl or guy that you've been plotting on....damn, that's V.A.
By Chrystal Kelly5 years ago in Humans
How I Survive the Winter Blues....
It took me quite some time to realize I had seasonal depression. I would go though stages when I would get down on myself for long periods of time, it was getting harder and harder to get out of bed in the morning. Eventually it started lasting longer and longer the tears harder and harder to hide. I decided to go and talk to a councilor since they are free while a therapist cost at least 100$ an hour. I found just talking to someone was helpful, they asked about medication but I wanted to wait and see just how much having someone to talk to, helped. Sooner or later the weather started to get warmer, the sunny days lasted longer and I would start to feel better and not need to see the councilor anymore.
By Laurie Chambers5 years ago in Humans
The little black book
“Uggghh”, she sighed, that’s never a good first word in the morning. The alarm went off, just as Jess finally found the release to fall asleep. She didn’t even know why she set the alarm; she hadn’t slept soundly for…. she couldn’t even remember when. I guess it was just a way to mark time. It had been like a dream, this crazy whirlwind situation she found herself in. She tried to play all the scenarios out in her head, until she was sure it was going to literately explode! Skull fragments mixed with blood and brain matter splattered in the blinds, tangled in her matted red hair dripping onto the floor in a puddle of human mush. Imagine walking into that…But who would find her, no one was coming anywhere near her now. She couldn’t buy a friend these days. Or could she?
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 years ago in Humans
Free food drop off
On new years eve 2020 after such a difficult year for me, my business and my finances i saw a local pub offering to give away free food. Food thier warehouse wanted to chuck! I cannot stand waste, especially if it is related to the way we treat animals such as dairy or meat. So with absolutely no shame i went and collected as much as i could.
By Emma Louise5 years ago in Humans
Bully? Or Bullied?
I have loads of regrets about my childhood, I know, I know, we would never expect a child to understand the repercussions of certain behaviours but let me just clarify what I mean. I have always been acutely shy. As a child I got a lot of unwanted attention, I did, and still do look like the life-sized model of a porcelain doll. My skin has always been extremely fair, and my hair has always been close to white. My mother dressed me in the most adorable outfits, so its no wonder that we couldn’t walk down the street without some strange random person speaking to us. I hated it, I hated it so much, I didn’t want to leave the house at all. I didn’t know how to handle social interactions or people in general, I just wanted to fade into the background, and I was pretty mute if I’m honest. I had a speech impediment, which is actually quite ironic now, as these days people tend to comment on how beautifully I pronounciate my words but it wasn’t always the case. I became so self-conscious about my speech that I would actually just hide behind whatever object was closeby and ignore whoever was speaking to me — How rude huh? I had always felt that I missed out on a lot of things due to my shyness, I had no friends growing up, and never really managed to fulfil any potential.
By Lena Parry5 years ago in Humans
The Nature of Good Deeds
What separates humans from other animals? How were creatures with small teeth, short claws, and thin hair able to dominate the world? What does it mean to be human? A religious person might answer ‘a soul’. A scientist might answer ‘tool use’. A philosopher might answer ‘rationality’.
By Kailey Roberts5 years ago in Humans
