I'm clinging to the past—holding onto this house when it’s filled only with pain

Closeness and connection are not always the same thing. Sometimes, what we call closeness is simply performance. It is the art of constantly managing people's expectations, editing your personality to

I loved storms, but that was before I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness.

A loving boyfriend is someone who brings peace, care, and support into a relationship. Love is not only about saying sweet words or buying expensive gifts. It is shown through small actions that make someone

Mainstream social media is still quite the big boys to roll with. Tiktok, Facebook, X, YouTube, if you make it on these platforms it's usually some next level type success, because apart from the revenue

Donde el ruido no entra Italiano. Treinta y tres años. Alto. Tatuajes. Cabello rizado, siempre un poco despeinado. Calmado. Tranquilo. Pleasure Dom. Divertido. Fácil de hablar. Abierto. Me das paz. Mi

I find Matt Walsh a strange, perplexing sort of fella. In the sense that I agree a lot with him and sometimes appreciate his brutal wit, but sometimes find him still a good exemplification of everything

I was trying to control my present by manipulating my past

One of the easiest ways to enforce your boundaries is to create personal policies for yourself. A personal policy is basically a little rule you live by. It’s something you decide ahead of time because

Fuente Podemos pretender que el sexo, el deseo carnal y la lujuria son elementos que son "impropios" del buen cine, pero eso no sólo sería desconocer la propia historia de este arte sino una

Do not wait too long to love yourself fully, before you look for love from others. No one else can love, understand and care for you exactly in the way you truly need. Only you can do that best. When you

What Jeanne did next really unnerved me and I was totally unprepared for it.

Knowing her cost me more than I could ever have foreseen…

100 degrees in the shade and everything’s coming apart… Including my world

We're all ruined in some way―clinging to the wreckage

Life is an art, and the apprenticeship by which we learn is suffering

There are messages we type... and never send. Not because we don't care. But because we're afraid. Afraid of being ignored. Afraid of hearing "I'm sorry." Afraid that the person who once meant

I bought a house and got a boarder as a resident ghost

One of the best feelings in the world is receiving good news. It could be something big, like achieving a goal you have been working towards, or something small that simply puts a smile on your face. Whenever