! Madlin_ As a 14yr old high schooler, I already had my fair share of crushes, heart throbs, admirers but more in the "ex department". I wasn't that pretty but I was pretty enough to have a couple

When love is sweet no more... He's cold, distant. It's worrisome, its draining and most of all it makes my heart regret loving him. When love isn't sweet no more, what's left if not the burden of the memories

As a soon to be mother @ age 23, which would you suggest/consider for me, surrogate, operation birth or painful natural birth???

Listening to "one of my favorite song" I thought of everything, the conditions he gave me, the looks we exchanged that day.. The deadline is getting closer. I don't know what he might do, but

Deleting him I really am just fed up of everything. I haven't walked away from anyone in a while, I thought I forgot how to, but I haven't. I have deleted him, for good.. I'm done, deleted, and I will

Percentages!!! They rise and drop endlessly as if in a loop... I just want mine to rise... I just want a raise, an increase, anything... the bills, expenses all piling up against me, against what I have

Loving an unemployed man isn't easy nor is it hard. A times, my craving to be spoilt kicks in, the urge to spend as a woman, the mixed feelings between feeling proud and the need to encourage his best

She walks right past us, we're gazing, eyes locked staring at the connection between her legs and spine. This beauty from world unknown to us, her shining dark-brown long hair, her flowery scent, her soft

He writes, pouring his heart out.... He writes, words he can't say yet.... He writes, feelings he wishes to share... Moments created, mind pro actively picturing his wishes... Distance between us, but

He writes, pouring his heart out.... He writes, words he can't say yet.... He writes, feelings he wishes to share... Moments created, mind pro actively picturing his wishes... Distance between us, but

One day born,one day living and one day dead. And the cycle repeats, barely enough time to do it all. What we meet, what we create and what we leave behind, insignificant to the bunch. One day, to do and

As I receive her glare in silence, I realize this woman is angry with me, eyes with rage towards me. But underneath this, this fiery rage and revolt resides a warm, ongoing burning love for me. She glares

I am so sick of one-sided love, lonely, unrequited, unnoticed, and uncertain love for him, his look, his words, his flaws...why won't he just feel my heart, heed the echo of my love whispering his name....me

I regret falling for you, letting myself fall was my mistake, my wrong, and my sin. I chose to love despite all reason not to. I choose to be vulnerable to you, despite your warnings,despite the truth,that

I loved him once, I once thought he was my world, my new purpose to live anew,to smile and fall naive for. But I couldn't have been any more shortsighted to see it was all a mirage,soon to fade,soon to

Our faces tells a lot of our story even before the mouth...it spills our past, present and future. Old, young, dead, disfigured, handicapped, tarnished, replaced and some customized, it still won't change