My dearest one,
You always had the courage to step on unknown, wild and illusory realms. They were beyond all appearances. You unconsciously crossed the boundary and you did not even know where you were. But you were quite and you were patient even if what you saw was a world dying. You were shocked and hurt but you kept being tranquil as you knew that there had to be a sunshine to calm the storm. There were forests and buildings burning, there were not oblivions or distances between that realm and other ones, as there were people who had destroyed the borders between my territory and their’s. And my world was on fire. You found me in the middle of it, fighting with those who kept hitting me, as hard as they could. You looked at me struggling and you realized I did not even know what I was doing. Self-defense? Vital?
You looked at those who were sitting in front of me, laughing like wild animals, thinking that they had their justice. They killed everything that was alive in my soul, leaving it homeless. And they were laughing. You could not believe your eyes when you saw that I started to undress and threw my clothes, the white dress and the violet flowers coronet, into the fire. You realized that I had the hope of feeling relieved. You kept analysing, thinking and trying to find a way to get me out of there.
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The Internet is overwhelmed by articles about love, its manifestations, how to find love and other topics. Today, we talk about adolescent love in a comparative variant: how do girls love vs. how do boys love.
At a simple search in the dictionary, the first definition we find is that love involves a feeling of affection for someone or something. Nothing easier. Now, if we give this feeling a sexual aura, we get fixed to the love that interests us, the love of a couple (no matter what sexes this couple implies).
In adolescence, everything that happens to us is a controversy, a reason for revolt or ecstasy. Especially when it comes to girls.
Aww, she smiled, I’m sure I’m gonna marry this year!
Oh, no, I have a pimple in my chin, my boyfriend will not kiss me anymore, and I’ll stay alone all my life!
Typical things about vagina carries at the age at which our hormones make an agonizing boom.
Reffering to boys, I think it’s obvious that adolescence for them is as if somebody gives them superhuman powers, they become dominant and very masculine, they fall in love or secretly conquer a girl.
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“Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.” – Gabriel Garcia Márquez
When was the last time you stopped to actually consider if you know what love is?
We’ve been taught to wish for it, to long for it and wait for it all our lives. We’ve been told that love is the biggest power and the undoing of many great people – it is the sweet fragrant wind that cradles the birds in its warm hands as they reach out towards the clear blue sky, it is the righteous anger of the river bursting its banks with the strength of a furious bull. A world of its own, right and wrong in equal parts, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.” (1 Corinthians 13:4-8)
Is it only me, or does that sound really hard to uphold?
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“We run for happiness far away, either on sea, or on land; but happiness is here, close.” (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
How much does happiness weigh? What is its height? How much, and what do people need in order to be happy? Can we be truly happy?
Yes, we can, if we allow ourselves to be happy, if we allow ourselves the luxury of happiness, because it is really a luxury. Some people restrain their need for happiness, and it’s a pity they don’t understand that this is an important need, like that of love, or that of being loved.
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Time is said to be eternal. It is believed that it has neither a beginning, nor an end. However, people are able to measure it in years, months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds. They have also given meanings to the words “past, “present”, and “future”.
There are two types of time – objective, and subjective. Objective time can be accurately measured with a stopwatch. Subjective time is different. Humans are not so good at judging the passage of time. Sadly, pleasurable experiences pass quickly, while dull experiences seem to last forever. Time simply appears to speed up when we have something to do, especially during an exam, and I think everyone knows that.
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