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How to Know for Sure that Someone is Truly Interested in You
In a world with very little face to face communication, many people have had a hard time knowing if another person is truly interested in them. This makes it hard to ask someone out on a date, or even know if you are crossing the line. To better understand the conscious and subconscious behaviors that we often rely on in regards to attraction it is important to read further. When you understand the signs of attraction, then you can easily know when to push forward or pull back to ensure no one's heart is broken.
By Paisley Hansen6 years ago in Humans
Suddenly Single (Pt. 2)
After reading the letter I thought that Hoon was just scared. His deportation case wasn’t looking good at all, and his ability to find good employment while being labeled an ‘illegal alien’ was getting more and more impossible. Hoon’s always taken it upon himself to take care of me in every way. I know the pain of not being able to live up to his own expectations must have influenced his decision quite a bit.
By Becca Willson6 years ago in Humans
Why Do Relationships Fail?
Most people enter into relationships with an eye towards what they can get out of them, rather than what they can put into them. It is very romantic to say that we were “NOTHING” until that special someone came along. But this puts an incredible pressure on our partners to be someone that they are not. Not wanting to “let us down,” they try very hard to live up to our expectations until they cannot anymore. They can no longer complete our picture of them and fill the roles they have been assigned. Our partners eventually begin to show who they really are, show their true nature and it is about this time that we realize and complain that they have changed.
By foreverchildlike6 years ago in Humans
A World Without Us
I look out of my window. It's beautiful, watching the sun pass through and find its way to my face and making me feel so warm. I close eyes to absorb all of it. I stare at the blue sky that seems in unison with the bright red and brown leaves of the trees that seem to be marking the start of Autumn. I sip my coffee, taking long pauses before my next sip, pauses long enough to allow me to savor the moment but short enough to not drink cold coffee. How I hated cold coffee.
By Drowninginfairydust6 years ago in Humans
You Buy Your Own Cigarettes Now
You buy your own cigarettes now. It’s a habit I like to think I helped start. Watching you pull out that tan cardboard box and pack them expertly is one of my biggest accomplishments. I’ve trained you well. But as proud as I am, I’m beginning to see that my time with you is running out, much like that tan pack in your front pocket. Your addiction used to depend on me, and I was unashamed to fuel it. I found myself buying extra packs at the store, spending money I didn’t have on items I wouldn’t even get to use. But those four-to-six minutes alone with you on the balcony were satisfying, to say the least. Even when we didn’t speak, it was worth it just to watch you in the moonlight. To see your eyes scan the parking lot, to imagine where your mind goes, to envy the cancer-stick you bring to your lips every 10 seconds or so. Those seven dollars I’d never see again were made worth it. I had something you wanted, even if I truly have nothing you want. And I could trade the tiny white cylinders for four-to-six minutes of your time, because it was what you needed. Each pack represented twenty chances to pick your brain, twenty chances to guilt you out of your jacket, and twenty chances to have you to myself. Even you began to recognize what those minutes meant. You’d use them similarly: when you wanted to talk to me one-on-one, or when you’d use the chance to light my cigarette like a true gentleman. Because “pretty girls don’t light their own cigarettes”.
By Kaylie Granoff6 years ago in Humans
Roundhouse Romance (Part 1)
Roundhouse romance. There are four homes within roundhouse romance. 1) Water I look at you and I see me, you look at me and you see you. A true reflection of what I've known to be true, what I've known to be real, what I've known to be my peace. I've always known, I've just finally taken hold of its hand and it's now staring right at me, smiling right at me and confirming all that I've known. The reflection lies in the stillness of the water, this home belongs to the truth of your biggest pain and your biggest peace, it will show you your biggest fears and your biggest strengths. This home within the roundhouse romance says "to be naked around someone, that's easy, most people do it without blinking, but it's hard to be open and even harder to be transparent." Alas, water has its chaos as well as its stillness. Ripples. Sometimes your vision is blurred, sometimes the ripples look like questions, the ones that make you feel uneasy, uncomfortable and out of balance. The ripples make you dizzy and so sometimes you can't think straight and you aggressively shake your head more and more in hope to silence your mind from the confusion, but it just gets worse. This home in these moments is telling you to let go and release into the waves instead of fighting them; you'll never see the bottom again if you also fight, just let it drift 'til it's still again. Don't try too hard to think what caused the ripples, who is at the fault of unsettling the water and which person will take the responsibility of calming the water back down because sometimes the water will ripple to test you, not anyone else around but you. You can get mad and walk away from perfectly good, drinkable water and thirst 'til you find new waters, but remember the new waters are likely to have flown and grown from the old waters; it's just a bit further downstream, you cannot run on the water and so, therefore, you cannot run from the water. Stay calm and remember what the stillness of the water had taught you, as there is a lesson in every ripple and stillness.
By Ruhani Khadijah6 years ago in Humans
You'll Never Be Mine, and That's Okay
Dear J, Do you remember me? The girl who was so spellbound by you and couldn't hide it to save her life. Do you think about the moments we shared together? How you made me body react to you in ways that I didn't even know it could, by just looking my way. Do you even think of me at all? I reckon I already know the answer. It's a no. I never had a chance. You were always way out of my league, the perfect man. All the girls loved you, all the guys wanted to be you. Your careless smile captured the hearts of many, your touch craved by many more. I was just another one of your admirers, trapped in a state of mind I couldn't comprehend, but wished to stay in forever.
By Babygirl T6 years ago in Humans
Carefree Thoughts
Another day of just the right touch of cold layered towards me and just the right warmth cushioned beneath me, yes another bed day. The only place where my thoughts endlessly stream like running water passing carefree and careless of what it hits. I thought again and this time I was lost in a loop of thoughts, what if, what is, what is not. The possibilities chased back and forth in my mind like crashing waves against the edge of a cliff. No moment to grasp any real words, just thoughts after thoughts after thoughts. You can call it daydreaming or whatever fancy word you find, but I call it home.
By Rahma Saleh6 years ago in Humans
