love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Racism and My Love Life
Life is strange. That is the only way I can sum it up. It has been strange as far as I can recall. Things happen. I honestly get that. It’s just that things happen for no apparent reason and I cat figure out why and why we let them happen. I am not talking about scientific stuff like earthquakes, tornadoes and stuff like that. I am not talking about ghosts and paranormal stuff. No. I am talking about things that exist for no good reason and is never eliminated. I am talking about racism.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
5 Things That Happen when You're Dating Your Best Friend
It is the highest level of communication involving the emotional or even intuitive interaction. Words are often needless to reach an understanding. If you have a person you call the “best friend,” you should be happy and may not often think anything odd about dating him or her.
By Brooke Collits7 years ago in Humans
Lessons in Life and Love
Falling in love was always such a foreign concept to me. Having an absent father and probably a few daddy issues for a long time, I never really had or knew love from the male orientation. I would always gravitate towards men who simply weren’t right for me in mind and spirit or who, let’s face it, were complete scum bags. It took a lot of soul searching to realize I was making these mistakes. Yes, I was making the choice to date these types of men and let them into my life. It was a choice and it always was. At the time, I didn’t realize it and I kept asking myself the damming questions of life like, "Why me?? Why am I being treated like this?? What did I do to deserve this?? Why can’t I just fall in love, get married and have a happy family?" The truth is I did nothing to deserve it, but I did need some cold hard lessons to wake me up.
By Jessica Lake7 years ago in Humans
The Hopeless Romantic Wreck
She was sitting in her room... alone... again. Softly in the background, her "sad" music playlist was playing. She was mindlessly sitting and staring out her window with a room temperature coffee in her hand. She tried to squeeze out a tear, but her eyes had been drained out the night before. She sat and thought. How could she be so stupid? She brought this pain on herself. It's no one else's fault but hers. This had never happened before. She fell for someone who didn't even know she existed. Her heart belonged to a man who lived thousands of miles away. They had never met, but she felt as though she knew him. She had created this perfect image in her head and fell in love with the idea. Allowing herself to fall down this tragic path of oblivious self inflicted pain. She thought that maybe other people had made this same mistake, but she knew that only true romantics could be this dumb. Love was not an unfamiliar demon she faced. She had been through this before. She just wasn't sure why she allowed herself to fall again. The uncontrollable pain brought by love was something she knew all too well. Why would she voluntarily do this to herself? That's the thing, she didn't. She was just a hopeless romantic who falls in love too easily and way too fast.
By isabella williams7 years ago in Humans
Vulnerability: It’s a Beautiful Thing
I met him when we were in our mid-20s. When I first met him I couldn't believe how full of life he was and the love he had for everything. I quickly found myself constantly asking, “Where has this man been all my life?” He was that person that could turn the most horrible situation to one that was pleasant in an instant. He had this charisma about him that lit up the room. Everyone loved being around him because of his contagious and electric personality. Not to mention the most beautiful eyes that could swallow you whole. I continuously found myself getting lost in them and his smile—a half grin short and sweet so that he wouldn’t give me his all—so I’d keep yearning for more and more of him.
By Caroline Pereira7 years ago in Humans
Why Am I Afraid to Love?
I honestly feel that it really comes down to fear and our ability to cope with loss. When you love someone, you're letting them into your lives. They become a part of your everyday. This person defines a whole aspect of you, albeit does not define you entirely. If the feeling is real, it won't really matter how long you've been with this person, the idea of losing them scares you.
By Atshaya Jayadev7 years ago in Humans
Power Couple Qualities
I know a touched a little bit on power couple qualities in my last article, but I thought about it over the weekend and began to really think about what it means and looks like to have qualities of a power couple. Questions like how can you emulate those qualities as a single man or woman and how can I begin after getting married. I touched on the basics saying how beautiful it is to truly be a power couple that is building a kingdom that will last and being unified as one. The better question is how do I develop these qualities and what do I look for in a significant other? I am here to answer the question.
By Katheryn Compton7 years ago in Humans











