Secrets
Is He Fun to Be Around, or Am I Fun and He’s Just Around?
We often mistake silence for peace and presence for connection. We spend months, sometimes years, decorating a relationship with our own laughter, our own energy, and our own vibrant spirit, only to wake up one morning and realize we’ve been throwing a party for two where only one person brought the music. The question isn't just a clever play on words; it is a mirror held up to the tired soul: Is he actually fun to be around, or am I the fun, and he is simply standing in the glow of my light?
By Alex Sterling 16 days ago in Confessions
Things nobody tells you about being an adult.. Content Warning.
Things Nobody Tells You About Being an Adult There are a lot of things adults forget to tell you when you’re growing up. When you’re a kid, adults act like adulthood is some magical level you unlock where suddenly you know everything. Like one day you wake up, your credit score appears over your head like a video game stat, and you suddenly know how taxes work.
By Dakota Denise 17 days ago in Confessions
What's My Name?
Alan Gold asked me about why I had a double name on Facebook and Vocal. I thought I had written about this on Seven Days In but I couldn’t find any trace of it to fill out this piece. I mean this is just about how I got a nickname and appropriated it for myself.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 20 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 黄金雀
I am of mixed minds right now. I had this one guy I thought was cute and sweet. I was all confused because he was ghosting me and shit. He made me all sentimental and I was like a little lamb, but now there is this.......... really super hot guy talking to me. But he isn't just hot, we actually vibe a lot more too? I mean, I haven't met him in person so it might be just a text thing. Like, even though I am very excited, I calm myself down always and try not to lose myself in the delulu.
By Kayla McIntosh21 days ago in Confessions
She Doesn’t Even Go Here
Outcast, aberrant, different. That’s me… I never quite fit in anywhere. Not in school, not in social situations, or any environment for that matter. I was everybody’s friend, but no one‘s best friend. Good at a lot of things, great at nothing. Jack of all trades, master of none.
By Nicole Attenhofer21 days ago in Confessions
