love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
The Other Woman
Journal Entry One, My therapist told me that I should write down my feelings or events that seem to stick to me. I don’t pay her for nothing, so I will have to listen to her. However, I refuse to date these entries because time is my enemy. The days mock me. They mock the progress I have been making. For me, my progress is never fast enough. I am told to be patient, so here I am. Patiently writing when all I want is to forget. I want to exist without existing. Fade into the cold floor of the apartment you had left me. I want to drown my misery with cognac until the world turns into a whirlwind of colors and shapes. But alas, I know you wouldn’t want that for me. So, I am trying.
By Nina Karatkevich5 years ago in Humans
Ten Traits of People in Loving Relationships
Being in love generally refers to those intense feelings that take over at the beginning of a romantic relationship. However, most love relationships are not relationships at all. They merely reflect two people trying to get their needs met as often as possible in a very destructive way.
By Carlos Vettorazzi5 years ago in Humans
The Darker Side of Valentine's Day
Most everyone knows about the origin of Valentine's Day. It is the feast day of St. Valentine, celebrated by the church to honor two men named Valentine who were executed on the fourteenth of February--though they were put to death in different years. It is also a celebration of love, in which people exchange cards, gifts, and flowers. But what about Lupercalia?
By Rae Forrand5 years ago in Humans
The Black Journal
Mia waited for the wheels of the slot machine to stop turning before pulling the lever again and felt giddy when she won two dollars. She pulled again and witnessed the three diamonds settle into their places horizontally across the screen followed by the cacophony of music mixed with a loud ding, ding, ding, ding. She just won $20,000.
By Pamela Ruiz5 years ago in Humans
Forever Yours
The rain stung as it swept across my face. Reminding me of those acupuncture sessions done by little old Asian men resembling Tibetan monks. They seemed to ease the pain of the longing in my heart. A sort of substitute one might say. The desire to have her with me for just one more day. It always comes back to moments like these. Moments where I'm drowning in sorrow ; searching for death on foot like a bounty hunter after his mark.
By Anthony Snow5 years ago in Humans
Her new life
One dark and stormy night, Leann stood at the window, letting the cool breeze blow her long blonde hair. She smiles and closes her eyes as she lets the wind take her away. She could hear the thunder in the background as the lightening fills the dark sky. A strong storm is coming fast. As the rain starts to fall hard, she closes the windows and headed downstairs. Lee was already downstairs watching the tv. He saw her as she sat down on the couch beside him. He said to her “the storm is getting closer. I didn’t think you was coming down. Was starting to think the wind flew you away.” As she looked at him smiling, she said “ the wind felt good. Aww you know you would miss me.” He starts laughing and said “ not really. I will be having fun without you.” She hits him with the couch pillow and he said “I love you.” She looks at him with a half grin “I love you to.” Just then the lights flickered and the tv went off. Leann was getting scared and Lee jumped up to grab the radio. They could hear the storm getting louder and the rain hitting hard and fast on the roof. Lee tried to find a station that was clear but didn’t succeed. He looked at Leann sitting on the couch with her knees to her chest. He knew she was scared but didn’t know what to do to help her feel better. He knew they was safe in the basement. He went to her and put his arms around her and said “we are safe in here stop worrying.” She curled up to him smiling. He could see her eyes still worried but she tried to relax. He kissed her softly on her head. The smell of her hair smelled like roses. She been using this new shampoo, he always like to make fun of her. Every time she used it he would say “you trying to be a girl today?” She always punched him playfully and said “I am a girl.” He said “sometimes I wonder.” That makes her mad and he like to make fun of her. She was a tomboy and didn’t like being a girly girl. He liked to get her mad because he thought she was cute. She was short and skinny and when she got mad, he thought she looked like a fairy. She crossed her arms and pouted. Her lip pouched out and he always wanted to grab it and pull it. He pulled her tighter to him as he smiles. The thunder storm was loud and the lights went out. Lee jumped up again to find a flashlight. He stumbled over the chair. She kinda giggled and said “ you been walking long?” He said to her “ very funny.” She giggles softly. He loved hearing her laugh or even giggle. At least she was trying to be strong. It made him smile hearing her laugh. He reaches for the flashlight and turns it on. They heard a loud noise from upstairs. He grabbed her and pointed the flashlight toward the door. Rain was falling in the house and he knew the roof was gone. He ran to the basement door and shut it. Then he grabbed a few lanterns and turned them on. He could see her standing there starting to cry. He went to her and held her. “It will be ok stop crying.” He said to her as he wipes the tears off her face. She asks “what are we gonna do now?” He said to her “we just have to wait and see til the storm passes.” He led her to the couch and sat her down. He grabbed a blanket from the table and put it on her. “Try and get some rest. The way the storm is going we be here for while.” He said to her sitting beside her. He pulled her close to him and she was shaking. He put his arm around her as he put his head back on the couch. He closed his eyes and tried to relax.
By Crystal Acton5 years ago in Humans
Thinking of going Polyamorous?
My husband and I have been together for nearly a decade. We’ve been ethically non-monogamous or polyamorous for five of those years. Trust me when I say that neither of us could have ever predicted this at the start of our relationship. We were your average monogamous but very open-minded couple who didn’t really know any polyamorous people (on my part, outside of a few less than savoury dudes in college who used the term to mean “I can have sex with anyone I want and you’re not allowed to get mad at me because ‘polyamory’).
By Lizzy Ripp5 years ago in Humans
The Diary
For three nights now, the dream just will not stop. There’s a box, plain, cardboard, the size of a $15 flat rate shipment. Something makes her flinch, worried, afraid of being caught, but she opens it anyway. Inside are haphazard stacks of dollar bills, twenties, fifties, hundred-dollar bills, some in red rubber bands, some in green, some in blue, no system, no order. When she reaches for a stack, to touch it and make it real, to feel its weight, her hand falls to the box’s bottom. As if a mirage, the money is gone and her head is banging and she’s so, so thirsty.
By Mary Melcer5 years ago in Humans
What Does Valentine's Mean To You?
It goes without saying that this Valentine’s Day will be like no other. Not only is it unlikely that couples will be able to celebrate the day of love outside their homes, but people are generally finding themselves more isolated than ever before. People who became newly single struggled to date during the pandemic, while the long-term, happy singles have been unable to spend much time with their loved ones.
By Alicia Walker5 years ago in Humans
