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A collection of the best quotes ever spoken by scorned lovers and hopeless romantics throughout history.
Neurodivergent Love Languages
Neurodivergent Love Languages Explained Neurodivergent love languages encompass unique ways of expressing and interpreting affection and appreciation, differing from traditional love languages commonly associated with neurotypical individuals. These love languages, including infodumping, penguin pebbling, parallel play, deep pressure, and support swapping, serve as distinct methods through which neurodivergent individuals convey and perceive love within relationships.
By Timothy A Rowland2 years ago in Humans
Idioms From Our Childhood or Pithy Remarks From Mom or Grandma
A US-born male friend is married to a naturalized citizen whose native home country is El Salvador. Although she has resided in the States for decades, American idioms drive her crazy. Not raised with similar pithy advice, of course, they’re non-sensical to her. I’d never thought about it until his off-the-cuff remark.
By Victoria Kjos 2 years ago in Humans
Transcending Mortality: Navigating the Enigma of Life After Death
The ceaseless curiosity about life after death persists as one of humanity's most profound and mystifying quests. Across cultures, religions, and philosophies, the contemplation of existence beyond the veil of mortality weaves a tapestry of beliefs, offering diverse perspectives on what might await us beyond this earthly realm.
By Xamza Abdiqadir 2 years ago in Humans
People of NOLA
I remember when I arrived at NOLA the first place, where I stopped was near the French Quarter where I met my host Xavier. He was neither old nor young man with a bald head, lean body, and cautious eyes. When he showed me my room I was in awe. It was the most comfortable place I have seen so far. I even had my TV. He made me feel very welcome. He was comfortable to host me and looking at how neat his house was you would guess he ran an Airbnb. He later told me he even built a separate entrance just for himself so the guest could feel alone and he could remain in the comfort of his place. Once, a couple of girls wanted to allure him to their room after a fun night out in NOLA but he refused. He was rather particularly professional about endeavors like that. I respected that about him. I took a shower to relax after a really hot day riding along the Mississippi River. Xavier prepared a Charcuterie board with figs, cheese, and meat to go with beer and invited his neighbor Anton to join us, which Anton gladly accepted. We waited for him on a porch, where X told me a bit about himself and his experience of leaving France and living in the US. He even told me how he was proposed to by his last girlfriend. I’ve never met anyone like that before. He refused her proposal. I asked him, “Why?” He told me he was afraid that one day they may have a fight and she would say:” You only married me cuz you wanted documents!” His eyes looked into the distance remembering that episode. Somehow It felt like he came back to it from time to time wondering. He’s also told me about him wanting to go on a long bicycle tour, similar to my experience. I got excited and told him that he better get ready and go. He sat there and said: “Someday.” I was slightly shocked. I nearly forgot how people can talk themselves out of anything until that moment. The garage door of the house across the street started opening up. Then we saw Anton pulling in his old white SUV. When he came out of his car he told us he would be back after he took a shower. Anton was a young lawyer, whose dad raised him by sending him to a law school, which gave him the life he lives now. He sat next to me and told us about his day at a court and his client who was getting a divorce. He came across as pretty open and talkative and likes to paint in his spare time, showing us some of his works over a beer. He had an eye. X invited me to a dinner at his friend’s house the next day. At the time it could seem mundane, while to me such an invitation felt simply special and exciting. I was honored and looked forward to it. I didn’t say anything about X procrastinating his dreams, I simply felt like it wasn’t my place to keep pushing him. He had to do it himself.
By Oleksandr Matvyeyev2 years ago in Humans
