Stream of Consciousness
A Song of Gratitude for You, Mom
Dear Mom, As I sit here, pen in hand, the world seems to quiet around me. All the hustle and bustle fades away, leaving only the echo of thoughts that have been building for far too long. It's a symphony of memories, of moments big and small, each one a testament to the incredible woman you are.
By Ahmed Latreche 2 years ago in Confessions
Exploring the Art of Kiss
Explore different kissing techniques to heighten arousal and deepen emotional connections, including peck kissing, butterfly kissing, bite kissing, teasing kisses, ice cube kissing, slow kissing, nibbling kissing, sucking kissing, earlobe kissing, forehead kissing, hand kissing, and cheek kissing, and learn tips for enhancing arousal and pleasure through kissing, incorporating kissing into intimate moments, and understanding the historical and cultural significance of romantic kissing.
By Timothy A Rowland2 years ago in Confessions
Lie To Me Issue #4. Content Warning.
I was alone, my mom’s house was empty. My social media and my phone had been blowing up with people asking me if what I had done was true, some of them were telling me about how terrible I am, that I am less than a person. My employers asked if I was coming into work that day. I was simply drained. I guess I must have been more tired than I thought because my mother told me I had been asleep for almost two days, didn’t eat, barely went to the bathroom. To me, it all felt like one long day. I knew that I didn’t get all my bags out of my car before it was towed, I figured I would do it in the morning, my backpack was in the car that held my wallet, the last of my cash, my laptop, and some more personal items. I was back at step zero.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
24 Hours. Content Warning.
Have you ever wanted to walk out of your life? Just sink into your follies like pajamas, never leaving your bed again? Throw the pillow over your face. Let it do its worst? Hide under the feathery folds of fabric. Stick yourself in between the sheets and the comforter, comforted, if only for a moment?
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Confessions
Supposedly Alone
I have never been in, or wanted to be in a relationship. By this I mean marrying, being engaged to or proposing, cohabiting, dating, having a girlfriend/boyfriend/enby freind etc etc. I will never be in one in the future.I think I covered everything.
By Neil Marathe2 years ago in Confessions
Lie To Me: One Off.
This is going to be a one off story that is connected to the overall story, but this plays no significant role in personal growth, the story’s narrative, nor does it include Posey Jones. However, this story has stuck with me in the darkest nights and in my most solitude moments. I don’t think I’ll ever forget this.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
Echoes of Love Lost.
In the bustling city of Dubai, amidst the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets, there was a man named Dominic. He was a man of quiet demeanor, with a smile that masked the turmoil within. Dominic had once been deeply in love with a woman named Hannah. Their love story had been one of passion and intensity, but like many tales of love, theirs had come to an abrupt end.
By Dominic Ach2 years ago in Confessions
