fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
Fantasising About Our Life Together
We’ve all done it before, whether it’s the handsome guy on the train, or the checkout girl who gave us an extra second of eye contact and wished us a good day. From strangers who we meet once or encounter daily, to people who we’re actively trying to get to know. We are creatures who daydream, creatures who fantasise about the impossible, but also possible possibilities.
By Rudo Christine Gwaze6 years ago in Humans
Contrary to Popular Belief
I think we have all been in this situation before. A friend comes to you with a problem asking for help. You listen to their side of the story and hear all the nitty gritty details. You sit back, reflect on it with your own life experiences and then give them your advice. What you would do in that situation and what would most likely be the best course of action for them. You explain it soundly, logically and with plenty of evidence and self-experience to back it up. However, you see the words zoom right over your friend’s head. You sit back and watch them go do the exact opposite of what you had just suggested, reminding yourself again and again that they had come to YOU for advice. A little time passes and after the inevitable train wreck has occurred; said friend comes back crying and upset talking about their woes again. All you can do is sit there and say either out loud or to yourself (depending on the type of friend you are):
By Sarah Montgomery6 years ago in Humans
The World I Was Safe In
Suddenly, I woke up and found myself in between a woman's legs but not like I was having sex but it was more like I was resting my head in her lap at first and I took a nap unintentionally. The first thing I noticed was that the woman is barefoot and her toenails were painted red, her legs were beautiful as well. Her legs weren't super toned or anything, they were fit and I could tell just by laying there that her legs were a little hard so I always moved up to her thighs for a more comfortable feel. She was wearing denim high waisted short shorts as well because, for some reason, I always know how denim feels.
By Don Anderson II6 years ago in Humans
How Close Mindedness is Separating the Generations
Struggling to except change is something that many people in older generations experience, and the change that they struggle to accept most is that the younger generations have opinions, voices, and we will not be silenced. The phrase “ kids today have no respect“ is a phrase that is being tossed around with the idea of respect being to stay silent and obey every single thing and elder tells you to do. I do not agree with the people of the younger generation that choose to curse and call someone out of their name, but I also believe that it would not get to this point if the person of the older generation knew how to assert their dominance without arguing and going toe to toe with someone of the younger generation. I recently got into a debate with someone on Instagram, and I simply wanted to state my point of the older generations not being accepting of our opinions and that the older generations were basically taught to stay quiet and follow orders. Now, I am not trying to make it seem as if the older generations were taught to basically be slaves, although that is what it sounds like, but what I am trying to say is that the younger generations deserve respect. I do not believe that you are eligible for respect once you hit a certain age, or a certain status, or a certain stage in your life. I feel as if the older generations are close minded when it comes to anyone younger than them having an opinion, and this is what I feel is separating us from one another.
By Kaylin Richey6 years ago in Humans
It's All in Your Head
A few days later, Gia and Sophia were sitting at their usual spot in the mall’s food court. There was something about going to the mall that these two girls loved. It always seemed abandoned because the younger generation—their generation—was shopping for everything from home. The internet had taken over the shopping industry from clothes to groceries, so there was a certain peacefulness in the mall. The mall cop sauntered by, not noticing the girls.
By Britt Alexandria6 years ago in Humans
Do Open Marriages Work
Recently someone posted on Medium that after five or six years of marriage the couple found they were no longer happy, that something was missing in their relationship. They talked it over and they came to the conclusion that what was missing … was other people. More specifically, they wanted to sleep with other people, lots of other people. So they decided on an open marriage. The woman further stated that they always practiced safe sex.
By Conny Manero6 years ago in Humans
No More Gary
(Warnings: references to an abusive father, accidental death, and manipulation) Patton and Logan were busy packing up what they could for their new home. They'd been together for a few years and mutually decided that the next step in their relationship would be to move in together. Since they already found a house and packed up Logan's belongings, all that was left was to pack up Patton's belongings from his childhood home while his mother was out socializing. Patton looked around the house with various expressions that Logan couldn't see. At first, the latter wasn't that fond of it delaying their time, but after remembering the kind of man he fell in love with he didn't seem to mind.
By Monique Star6 years ago in Humans
ACHOO!
Bless you! No, I meant ACHOO (Autosomal Dominant Compelling Helioopthalmic Outburst). That's a thing? Apparently yes and I only know this because I have been scouring through journals and research on observable human characteristics vs. all things that you could inherit through your genealogy, and it's quite the list. There's some pretty interesting stuff on there, but none of what I was specifically crossing my fingers for. So why was I scouring through what surely cannot be considered light bedtime reading you might ask? Well, it's simple, two reasons-I hate being wrong and I love to argue my point. On this particular occasion though, in trying to prove my argument, I discovered that I was full of (insert expletive of your choice).
By christabel omollo6 years ago in Humans
