Sometimes life isn't ready for who you love. So you must love in silence. It's hard to keep such wonderous joy hidden from the world.

Left by her one true love, a woman only sees one way out the agonizing despair and chaotic emptiness he left in her heart. During the critical moment he finds her. Can he save her? Or is she lost to a heart broken beyond the ability to heal? In every love, there must be a sacrifice.

The hypocrite. Betrayed years ago by someone I thought cared but really they didn’t. Have you ever had that experience? Can you understand these feelings I had bottled up? If so let me know if you relate or have had other experiences.

What a night's drive could do for the mind and body. A different use for an everyday commodity. Oddly satisfying looking back at it.

Reality grows thin around me, pale and quiet, so I slip into the kingdom my longing built. Dragons sweep across violet skies. Forests glow with spelllight. The air tastes sweet, as if magic drifts through every breath. And there he is, the man the world calls villain, cloaked in shadow, calm as a storm waiting to break. I should fear him, yet my heart chooses him first. Not the hero, not the gentle path. But him. He protects me with a fierce, unflinching devotion, not dying for me, but fighting for me, choosing me, burning for me. The impossible becomes home.

This story reflects on the profound love, loyalty, and innocence of dogs, centered on my own difficult experience with a two-year-old Mastiff. It explores the heartbreak of making the decision to euthanize a beloved but dangerous pet, and the lessons dogs teach us about trust, forgiveness, and our responsibility to protect them.

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“She didn’t say a word. Just stood there. And still—it felt like everything I’ve ever been afraid to feel. And when she walked away, it was the quietest heartbreak I’ve ever known. I felt her leave like a punch to the ribs I didn’t block in time.” Summary: Jace feels her presence—knows Ivy is there, just around the corner, watching him fall apart. But she doesn’t speak. Doesn’t come. And when she finally turns and walks away, the silence she leaves behind is deafening. For the first time, he’s the one being left, and it forces him to face something brutal: maybe this time, she’s the one who won’t come back.

“I didn’t mean to look for him. But when I saw him, folded in on himself like something was breaking inside, I didn’t want to walk away. And still—I did. Because wanting him isn’t enough. Not if he doesn’t want to stay.” Ivy takes the long way to class… and ends up exactly where she knew he might be. She sees Jace, alone behind the gym, visibly unraveling. It shakes her. For one breathless moment, she almost walks to him—but she doesn’t. Because even though she wants him—loves him—she knows she can’t fix someone who keeps choosing to leave.

“I left. But it didn’t feel like escape—it felt like failure. Because even with my back turned, I could still feel her. Like her stare had branded something into me I didn’t know how to burn off.” Summary: Jace tries to outrun the stare Ivy gave him—but it follows him. He feels it in the air, the quiet, his skin. No matter how many steps he takes away, her eyes are still on him in memory. Something inside him is shifting, cracking, breaking through the armor he’s built for years. He wants to stay. He wants to speak. But all he can do is hide—and wonder how long she’ll wait before she stops looking for him at all.

I been going through a lot mentally with someone and I have tried to explain this to them but I can’t seem to get the words out. I hope you enjoy the emotion

The Art of an Imperfect Holiday: A Guide to Being Present with Family and the One You Love. That is not a perfect holiday. It is a real one. And it is the only one worth building.

This catalogue presents the collected literary works of Natalia and Oliver, organized by joint authorship and individual contributions. Their creative partnership is defined by a rigorous engagement with form, genre, and philosophical inquiry. Across their joint and solo projects, they demonstrate a sustained commitment to narrative experimentation, mythic structure, and emotional precision.

This piece reflects me coming back to writing and sorting through some heavier emotions. It’s about starting over, facing what’s changed, and letting the darker parts show.

I often talk to people about the scientific method, abiogenesis, and evolution. Many hold strong views on these topics. They see abiogenesis and evolution as settled truths, the only options since they reject God and the Genesis account. I point out the flaws in this thinking. Let me explain my view step by step. First, recall the scientific method. Scientists observe the world, form questions, and make hypotheses. They test these ideas with experiments and gather data. If the data fits, the hypothesis gains support. If not, they revise or discard it. No idea becomes an absolute fact. Theories like gravity or relativity explain facts well, but they stay open to new evidence. Science builds knowledge through doubt and testing, not final proofs.

See, folks down here like to pretend names are harmless things. Something you stitch on a birth certificate and forget about. But they ain’t. Names carry ghosts. They remember every version of you the world tried to smother. They remember what you survived. They remember the promises you broke to yourself just to keep somebody else warm.

This is my poem I call it "Bittersweet echos love" because it says bittersweet a lot and is talking about a love that's long gone I made it in class because I had free time sorry if it's long because it's about a two minute read if you like it tell me I have another one it's called "the Rose"

I carried your buckets because I knew the weight of water, the cruel infinity of oceans. But I never learned to build a dam.

Hello I need help over here in this area with these annoying evel bad kids an people.im stuck in this place.

Arguing with an atheist is like watching someone build a house out of fog. They speak with confidence, but the moment you push for evidence, the whole thing disappears. That happened again with CB. He believes in abiogenesis. He believes in evolution. He believes both ideas are proven when they are still nothing more than faith wrapped in lab coats. When he felt the ground slipping under him, he tried to hit me with black holes. That was his big move. Not biology. Not chemistry. Not evidence. Black holes. It was a clean deflection. It was not an answer. I decided to let him walk through his own logic and see where it led. What followed was a perfect illustration of how some atheists argue. Loud claims. No sources. No math. No peer-reviewed work. Just confidence without knowledge. This article breaks down the exchange. You will see what CB claimed, what the data shows, and why the peer-reviewed literature leaves no room for his version of the story.