My favorite time of the year: Oscars' Red Carpet!
Who do you think had the best look?
And how did they rebuild so quickly?
TV Ads analyzing your emotions
Creepy as hell if you ask me. Is there any privacy left in the modern world?
I don’t love the sun,Though if it died, so would I.
I don’t love the air,Though I rely on every breath.
I don’t love water,Though it provides all my life.
I don’t love food,Though it keeps me sustained.
I don’t love joy,Though it makes me fulfilled.
I don’t love myself,Though I am my material thought.
So please understand,Though I realise it’s difficult.
How much I mean it,When I say I love you.
By u/bakedbeans908
He died once, A long time ago.
He sat in his car, On the side of the road.
His girlfriend had left him, So he just looked at himself.
Crying out his thoughts, In droplets of hell.
And he stared at his face, Through the rear view mirror.
And he saw her looking back, Ripping him deeper.
And he cried a bit more, And more and more.
His life was over, Nothing else left.
And that was it, He had died for a bit.
But he kept going, And dying some more.
He had died 6 times, When he died at 84.
By u/bakedbeans908
I see her pain, raw and stubborn, like old scars that won’t fade. It’s a shadow in her, a twist in her. I love her, and so I love her pain, because it’s part of her. Her lost lover haunts her, and she wrestles with the ghost, trying to find answers that aren’t there. I watch her, quiet, while she digs through memories. Her grief is heavy and silent, like the sea.
I know this person will always be in her heart. So I hold them in mine too, the third in our relationship. I make a place for them there, opening my heart, letting them in, finding ways I can love someone I’ve never known. I wonder if I will ever find a place in her heart the way she’s made her way into mine.
This is all new between us, and I know my place—to wait, to be the rock her tides break against. But it’s hard to feel the weight of another’s shadow. It’s hard to want to move forward while her heart is split between now and what came before. So I wait, quiet, and hope. I hope she’ll come through this. I hope we’ll come through this together. And one day, maybe, we’ll look back and see how far we’ve come. Until then, I wait.
By u/tall-frosting950