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...and I destroyed the world. The earliest memory I have, I was exiting a corner store in a city that I had never been in before. It looked like the store might have been a Walgreen's or a different pharmaceutical/grocery store that exists around every corner in a major city of the U.S.A. There...

This is a poem I started about two years ago. It was toward the end (unbeknownst to me) of a relationship, and I just haven't met anyone that inspires me to finish it. Here's what I have so far: It is with a sullen treble I exhale a breath of intense bliss and emphatic joy. Into your eyes I...

This is a wall of text without a TL;DR so only read if you have time. :) Also, I would appreciate it if you have different beliefs about homosexuality to kindly keep it to yourself or put it in the debate area. Thanks. My best friend has said and done some things that have really gotten me...

for those of you that don't know, a rage comic is usually a 4-6 paned comic depicting annoying situations we never give much thought to. rage comics call attention to those situations and put a guy at the end who hilariously goes nuts at them. my favorite one needs a bit of relevance attached...

Just something I wrote observing myself as a kid. A tree stares at me, With brown chips of bark And fading yellow leafs. I watch as sap trickles from the wound I make with my axe: Why was I born so careless? I reach out with a hand To touch the tar between my fingers. I bring the sap to my nose...

I'm wondering if anyone else on here does this. It's like taking a girl you have a crush on and envisioning marrying her; having children. Then imagining something horrific happening to them like they both die in a car crash or something similar. I always imagine myself rushing in to the...

Childhood Reality The basement door looks at me with morose, unopened. Fluorescent light flickers off the knob, Dancing with a solemn expression my face alludes. The stairs gradually disappear as I make my way to the door, Euphoria spreading like a wave in the metronomic silence. The third to...

Constructive criticism is welcome and always appreciated. :D I beckon her to me, Holding out my arm in welcome. Slowly she lifts from the ground; Embers cast away at the flap of her wings Like a stoked camp fire. Her wrinkled and calloused talons Grasp the skin of my outstretched arm. The...

I'd like to say first that the reason I'm writing this is not because I'm looking for perspective or clarity on my feelings/life. In many ways this is a success story, and I like sharing my catharsis. Instead the purpose of writing out what happened to me and my family when I was a child is a...

Thought I'd share this. It's something I wrote for a girl I no longer speak to. I haven't had a real chance to edit and make necessary corrections, but I hope you enjoy it :). Butterflies I cannot see the rose before me. I cannot feel its delicate petal’s Velvet sway across my cheek As the...

Hello all, I just typed "lonely people" into Google and came up with this message board. I've looked around a bit and so far like the atmosphere and can relate to the people :). I live in a suburb of Seattle, WA where I work full time and attend college part-time. I wasn't a shy person up...