humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
The Fake and the Phony
Everything is good, when you’re on top of the world living life. Once it all goes wrong, that is when you know who is really there. That’s when you know who was always true, and who was always fake. Not everyone that says they always going to be there is always there. They disappear when things are down, and your broke. The minute you get that money and start getting your life together; that’s when they come back and suddenly know you. They do every trick in the book just to stay in your life. They pretend to be happy for you, they pretend to love you. Say the right words at the right time, you get so distracted from everything else, that you don’t notice the red flags right in front of you. You don’t see how much they are draining you. They've been doing it for so long, that it’s easy for them, it’s like a game to them. They want to see how much they can push you, until you break. When you fight back you are wrong for it, you’re the bad guy. Meanwhile, they have been taking just about almost everything from you.
By Angie Ramos7 years ago in Humans
10 Things Only Insecure Women Do
Once upon a time, I had an acquaintance we'll call Carla. Carla was not the best looking girl, and when I met her, it almost seemed that she looked up to me. She liked my edgy vibe, and while we may have had arguments, we definitely had the potential to be good friends.
By Riley Raul Reese7 years ago in Humans
Why Do People Lie?
Okay, The title may be somewhat misleading and generalized. It may be more fitting to speak from a personal experience, addressing where it is that I have found myself spinning lies throughout life, from the little lies here to the bigger lies.
By Ari Chesterman7 years ago in Humans
L.G.A.
When learning about yourself, there may be some things you realize about yourself that you may and may not like. But it’s not having these traits that is the problem, it’s more so learning to live with them and yourself. At the end of the day, living with yourself is all that matters. You can’t expect others to put up with you if you can’t even put up with yourself. In the story, Yours Truly, after a young girl lost her grandfather, she went through a couple phases of grief. When you’re grieving, you go into a depressive state where you begin to find a source to channel how you’re feeling. You may also eat a lot more or a lot less. Or, in some cases, neglect personal responsibilities.
By DeAngello williams7 years ago in Humans
Dealing with the Bull
Hi, folks! Before you start reading this, I just want to let you off the hook. This article is NOT about pretty women or basketball. So, if you looked at this picture and said "YES," understand that you may be slightly misguided by the photo.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
The Old Woman
The old woman was walking in front of me. Her step has not lost its determination, scarves gracefully wind round a neck shrouded in web-like grey. Life goes on, it begins and it ends. You can only hold on to what you gain while it's going. That determination, one foot in front of the other. It is learnt, it is conditioned and maintained. She marches gracefully on and I try to match her step as I follow behind. All too soon, I see I must be left behind. She walks on and I halt at my stop. At a door with a building sense of dread before I make that final step inside.
By Nessy Writer7 years ago in Humans
Ontology of Silence: Discomfort in an Age of Autonomy
“Everything about you helps me sleep,” he mumbled. I had just finished reciting some of my earlier literary works, a selection of written correspondence between myself and my journal from the beginnings of my first semester as a graduate student. Maybe slowness is a gift only received once you’ve crossed the threshold of a specific age. I like to think of the elderly as reflective sages with a warehouse of knowledge that they are just now starting to catalogue. They create a dewey decimal system for their experiences towards the middle and end of their lives. They study and drink tea. They are afforded time to read a newspaper. Perhaps, slowness is an ignorance to responsibility or a freeing from social constraints.
By Alyssa Maurer7 years ago in Humans











