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Top Five Holiday Activities for Couples
1. Build a Gingerbread House Split a cheap bottle of wine, and let the building begin. Until this year, I hadn’t built a gingerbread house for many years. I didn’t realize how vividly my boyfriend saw himself as a candy architect. We were able to work together to build our fructose fantasy and laugh when it all fell apart. I purchased my kit from the local grocery store for under $11.
By Ariel Nicole8 years ago in Humans
Marriage
Anything meaningful takes work. Especially relationships. Any type of relationship requires some sort of effort to maintain, but marriage can be especially hard work. As it should be. Recently, I've seen and heard many people going on about how if you aren't "happy" with your partner, you should leave them and find someone that makes you happy, or be single and discover what you really want. Which is all fairly decent advice if your relationship is still in the dating stages.
By Candida Reece8 years ago in Humans
The Bible Does Not Condemn Queer People
There are six main biblical passages that Christians typically use to condemn homosexuality, and I’d like to address each of the passages briefly. There are bookshelves full of books that address each of these passages in depth, and if you are dealing with the need to understand these passages in their cultural and historical contexts, from a queer-affirming perspective, please check out some of the books listed in the bibliography. The passages are the creation story of Genesis 1:26-28, Genesis 19:4-5, Leviticus 18:22, Romans 1:25-27, I Corinthians 6:9-10, and I Timothy 1:9-10.
By Daniel Payne8 years ago in Humans
Should You Follow Your Heart or Your Head?
I used to despise the saying “Follow your heart.” Then I picked up some book on finding purpose and decided I liked it. Then the saying let me down, so I disliked it again. Now I have learned to partially get along with it.
By Brooke Gallagher8 years ago in Humans
The Last Time I Saw You
I would have loved to spend some more time with you now that it was actually possible, but I do understand if you didn't want to. It got pretty weird when I walked up to you. I was so incredibly nervous, it was hot and you were cold, not that I can blame you for it. It was very clear that you didn't want anything to do with me, at least not then. Although I did see how surprised you were to see me. If you were glad or not was impossible for me to judge. I was, as I said, incredibly nervous and focused on what to say.
By Feliks Divelli8 years ago in Humans
How Sociology Ruined My Best Friendship
While studying the sociological aspects of popular culture: following how relationships were shaped and viewed by audiences always fascinated me. While uncovering tropes in heterosexual relationships, I came across the idea of the Lesbian Continuum (originally used by Alexander Doty). In essence, the Lesbian Continuum can be described as somewhere between homosociality and homosexuality.
By Damian Davila8 years ago in Humans
Love's Grip
Before I get into this "Love story" of sorts, let me explain something. My style of writing is a bit different from your average Joe. I like to leave things open for interpretation and allow the readers to take the message they need from my works. Sometimes I will draw a few things or paint something that helps better portray the emotion of the story, so all the artwork you see, is all original, and created for the soul superpose of portraying emotion in a way that words can't. Hope you all enjoy my first post!
By Tyler Reed8 years ago in Humans
How to Deal with Cheating. Top Story - December 2017.
Having been in multiple relationships, (tqo — it still counts) as per is the norm for a young man, I know both how lovely and stressful relationships can be. Yet the logic is that if the person is worth working for, then you work to make things work, right? Yet, you're not reading this because you're trying to make things work. Odds are you couldn't make things work, or your significant other took a flamethrower to things and burnt up anything that could be salvaged by cheating. My condolences. Now, let's talk about how you can get on the road to feeling better.
By Jacob Harold8 years ago in Humans
Painting a Mirror
I dip the palm of my hand gently into the tray of cool, sticky paint, my hand picking up a few different colors as it presses down on the tray. The pain is such a relieving feeling against my hand that was hot and sweaty from feeling so nervous. I can feel my arms tremble a little and my breath becomes faster, shallow and shaky. I lift my hand and look at the imprint it made in the paint; small and imperfect and most definitely mine. A small breeze makes its way to me through the small screen door in front of me on the patio. It makes the only other noise aside from my frantically beating heart. My mind is racing but I can't think of anything to say. I know I should just turn around and do it but I have no excuse to, none aside from my intense desire to. Maybe if I turn around I'll find some inspiration to...to do what? I feel like the paint is sliding off of my hand, beginning to dry and become useless. It's been so long just standing here, panicking. Do I turn around or would it be a waste of time? I should just run out of that screen door, out into the field of tall grass and just disappear. As I'm standing, preparing to run and yet wanting to stay, whether or not I escape to the vast and unsure world beyond the screen door is decided for me. It's uncomfortably warm and humid but yet the warmth of your hand on my bare shoulder is comforting; gently guiding my body towards you without turning around. My breaths deepen and my heart quickens with every inch that my feet move me farther away from the door. Then, suddenly, your hand disappears and my heart sinks. My face flushes and I want so badly to sprint out of the patio door and not look back but instead I turn, finally, to see where you have gone. As I wheel around, my sticky, colorful hand reaches out and, in my haste, finds itself pressed on your bare chest. The blue and silver of your eyes dulls the brilliance of the blue paint smeared just over your heart in the shape of my slender hand. Air catches in my chest, my body seems frozen in ice and yet my cheeks flush with heat. The gentle touch of your hand on my cheek melts my frozen muscles and the paint on your fingertips cools my flushed cheeks. I feel the cool streaks of blue and silver left on my cheek and reach up to touch your face where you had touched mine. Feeling your skin on min again sends a rush of red to to my head. Both of us are slow but eager to reach and grab for more. I take a breath to speak but your lips reach mine before words can and suddenly the world becomes more vast than the field outside or the sky above it, yet it only consists of your lips, your breath, your hands and our heat. That was the day I learned to love, by seeing me in you.
By Angelena Petcheck8 years ago in Humans
Love
I unload the last box into my new home. I can’t believe I own my own home. It is a cute one bedroom house in the upper north end of Chicago. I spent all of my high school career saving money and thus was able to buy it outright. I landed a job as a junior editor for a newspaper in Chicago. My excellent test scores, awards, and publishing my works online throughout high school paid off. I am the youngest employee in my office by far, at just eighteen-years-old. As I carry the last box inside, I notice a truck with a trailer full of boxes has pulled up in the driveway of the house beside mine. I decide to set my last box inside and ask if they need any help.
By Malorie Anderson8 years ago in Humans
5 Red Flags You're in an Abusive Relationship
Most of the time, people don't notice the signs of abuse in their relationship. Or, they see it, but are in denial about it and they need some kind of wake-up call. If you're suspicious, or feel like you need that call, these points could help you determine whether or not you're in a partnership you need to get out of.
By Savana Verret8 years ago in Humans
