Dating
Is Your Latin Phone Dating Connection Changing For Better? Signs To Look At!
We’ve all heard the saying that when you start to change yourself for a phone dating bond, it is usually wrong. Also, you must have heard from your friends and family saying that “you’ve changed a lot”. When they say this, it means that they are warning you not to change. So, this article post will bring up a lot of mixed emotions for people who are in a phone dating bond. They will be confused, hurt, or even have a feeling of resentment.
By XChatlines4 years ago in Confessions
Crazed and confused
I went to bed shortly after 11 p.m. and fell asleep almost right away, which is an event I love to celebrate because hitting the pillow and falling asleep at the same moment doesn't come naturally to me. I woke up suddenly and instantaneously prayed it was at least 5 a.m. so I can get up and allow my relentless mind to play useless thoughts over and over conscientiously. What felt like at least 6 hours of sleep was in fact closer to two. It was only 1.15 a.m. With eyes wide open, I got up, made a cup of tea, and decided to find a movie on Netflix, hoping to get sleepy enough by the end of it.
By Helena P4 years ago in Confessions
A Guy and a Girl
This story is true just not putting names in, I want to protect identity so there is no judging… So, now people think it’s okay to judge because of age…. but you only “ZING” once in your life…. And then there is no hope for you, your relationships after that person just won’t be the same… Nothing will be after that.... It's like the world is ending… Nothing is ever the same… Nothing you do will feel the same… your relationships after the person you “ZINGED” with will be filled with arguments, fights, regrets, your relationships won't be filled with the love you once felt… Watch who you date though you might think that you “ZINGED” with someone but you really didn’t… Trust the fact that you will know when you “ZINGED” with someone, yes when you “ZING” with someone you will still have fights, arguments, ups and downs, tears, there is no such thing as a “perfect” relationship, but there is one just for you and when you “ZING” with someone I hope only the best.. All the great relationships are the ones you never expected to exist, even the couple didn’t expect the relationship to happen, that is when you know that you’re in a good relationship when nobody expected the relationship to exist.
By Andrea DeLong4 years ago in Confessions
Letter to my Abusive Ex
Hey. Remember me? I was the girl you said you loved more than anyone you have ever loved before. You loved me so much you drove me insane. You loved me so much you tossed me around like a rag doll, beat me, choked me and made me feel small. You made me feel invisible and like I was always the one in the wrong.
By Sandra Ivonne4 years ago in Confessions
Him
Is it possible for time to stand still all while moving fast? That is what being in his presence feels like. When in it everything goes in slow motion, but when it is over, I am like damn that was too quick. That first moment when he kissed me, I could feel myself drowning, gasping for breath, not being able to breathe but not even wanting to. His lips danced with mine as our tongues met, introducing themselves to each other, smelling how his breath felt as he exhaled slowly. When he speaks to me, I study the way his lips move, even the movement of his tongue across his lips to ensure they are moisturized drives me crazy. He drives me crazy. His touch scorches my skin, hands so soft yet firm. Sometimes he doesn't even look at me, just reaches out for whatever body part he can get his hands on. Immediately I melt, my face warms, my ears become red, my heart races as anticipation grows. Finally, he turns to look at me, reading my thoughts, watching me squirming in my own skin. His eyes say so much while his mouth stays silent. He moves near, grabs my face with those hands that burn chocolate imprints into my skin and kisses me. Why does he kiss me with his eyes open? I used to kiss with my eyes closed, not with him. I want to take in all of him, I love how he looks at me. I shy away at his stares but not wanting him to look away. These months feel like I've known him forever. He is a warm cup of cocoa on a wintery day, warming my insides as he travels through my body. His laugh is infectious, you want to laugh simply by hearing his. Our conversations give birth to new ideas and inspire change. He makes more sense than I carry in my change purse. His ambition inspires me to be ambitious. I get butterflies every time I see him, I thought that would have stopped by now, but they've only multiplied. I hear a song and think of him. We slow dance in the quiet. When he pulls me into his arms, I dissolve, then the heat starts, it starts off as a small flame in the soles of my feet building. It gradually makes it way up to my thighs, consuming my body, then the fire travels through my abdomen to the hairs on my head, before I know it, I am engulfed. However, I don't want this flame to go out, so I will continue feeding it until it spreads. This feeling, this experience has been new. I am treading in unfamiliar territory; I am swimming in the deep end without even knowing how to swim; however, I am not afraid to drown in him. He looks back, reaches his hand out for mine, and as I place mine in his I whisper, I trust you. When he looks at me I feel seen. Love is being made every time we touch, talk, kiss, laugh and share space. He has me orbiting in outer space, his love feels galactic, this feels like a gravitational bond. Scientists would call that a natural phenomenon. I call this kismet, a marriage between destiny and fate. I want him forever, I want to always catch his gaze, get goosebumps by his touch, melt at a mere kiss! I want to continue being his peace. I prayed for him even before I met him. He is a prayer answered, a dream come true.
By Portia Bonner4 years ago in Confessions
Six Years
I’d wanted to hold some sort of anniversary party for my company for the last few years. But, the year it turned five, I was deep in the mud of moving and putting together our wedding, so another big party was simply out of the question. A year later, I felt like I could manage it. Working with children, and the anniversary being in August, I wanted to do something fun, family friendly, and low budget.
By Elizabeth Hunter5 years ago in Confessions
Almost Love: Part Nine
I wake up warm, and surrounded by him. His scent is all over my sheets, on my skin, in my hair. I breathe him in whenever I can; having him here like this is still rare, though it shouldn’t be. We spend the early hours in bed, and then he leaves. It’s not enough time, and I protest, but he tells me he’s coming back this afternoon. Twice in one day, for us, is either exciting or ominous.
By Shea Keating5 years ago in Confessions
Just the beginning...
It was a hot day, like any other during a Florida summer. I was outside with my neighbor Mr. R and we were doing what we usually do. Having a good time, listening to music, watching the kids play outside with our cold drinks. . Mr. R. was an older gentlemen and he treated me like a daughter. Hell, he’s old enough to be my grandfather. I was getting over a bad breakup with someone I was in a relationship with for four years prior. So being outside the house that we shared together was a normal practice, especially during the summer. On this particular day I wasn’t looking my best, it was my off day. I had on a black bonnet, a midi dress, and some Nike slides. Me and my neighbor had just finished smoking, so I had my head down and was lost in my thoughts. My legs were open a bit, about shoulder length apart and I was staring at the ground. I thought I felt someone looking at me and boy was I right. It was someone I’ve seen before but didn’t know and didn’t even know his name.
By Shawanda Mendez5 years ago in Confessions
