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The True Reality of Closure
Closure is defined as bringing things to an end or conclusion. That at times is easier said than done especially in this day and age. Most people crave closure in cases of relationships ending or failing, losing friends, or even the death of loved ones. Understandably obtaining closure is a lot easier acquired in the situation of a loved one passing simply for the fact that everyone wants and desires to make peace with those they have mistreated in their final moments. However, that doesn't always make it easy or simple to handle.
By Jennifer Jorgenson9 years ago in Humans
Signs He is Ready to be Serious with You. Top Story - July 2017.
While women are known to be difficult and sometimes frustrating when it comes to relationships we often know what we want. Men, on the other hand, are never really sure. Commitment can so easily scare them off yet if you date other guys they get jealous. They love to say they don't believe in monogamy yet they want to spend every night with you. Or how about when they disappear for a few days, like full blown fall off the planet. No warning, no reason, he just vanishes like a ghost only to text you a few days later and act like nothing happened. How the hell are women supposed to keep up?
By Jus L'amore9 years ago in Humans
The Somnus Stories
Sinister night crept into the room’s open blinds; a piercing black that seemed to come alive with all the nite-owls and day-absent freaks. Warm and cozy in his queen-sized pillow-top bed, sleep still clinging to him, he rolled over slightly and smiled, then rolled back over. He felt the endearing loose embrace of his lover, his woman from behind. She stirred for only a second when he turned then he felt her cheek rest lightly on his shoulder, her sweet breath tickling his ear and back of his neck every so often.
By M Kier Murdock9 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 13
On Bastille Day, Adèle rose late. When she awoke, she noticed that Charles had already gotten up. The white curtains on the large window had been pushed back and there was a tray of coffee and pastries on the pouffe in front of the large round mirror.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
When I Was
When I was 15, I had been dating my boyfriend for over a year. I remember it was fall, just about to get cold enough for a jacket. It was my favorite time of the year, when the leaves are falling, and it's so saturated in warm tones. We went to a pumpkin patch, and a maze, and dinner with his family. One night he asked me if he could touch me beneath my underwear, and I said no because I was nervous. I didn't know how to act in that situation, and looking back, he probably didn't know either. He asked me a few more times, and finally I said okay. He was my boyfriend, after all, and we had been together for over a year, and I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.
By anxious snack9 years ago in Humans
Dim Royal
We met when we were kids, 6 and 9 year-olds running around the courtyard outside the school. The intensity in his eyes reminded me of my grandfather before he died. He looked past the girls playing hopscotch and ignored the boys foot-racing. It was his first week at Laurent Lowell Academy, a posh estate-turned-school for the families that could afford such luxury, and he hadn’t said a word to anyone. In fact, I only knew his name was Huyat because of his announced arrival days before. He was an orphan, and we were to treat him like we treated every other kid. To the others that meant he was poor and invisible. He had been left alone sitting Indian-style in the far left of the courtyard, under the shade of dark green leaves.
By Ona Issuyate9 years ago in Humans
