Jacob Geers

“We all know that sting you feel when it seems like everyone has turned against you and you are all alone. That is where Brock is at, right now. We want him to know that he isn’t alone. In fact, if you are really honest with yourself and stop pointing fingers, you will see a little bit of Brock in your own lives.”

The struggles I encountered introduced me to my life’s passion: writing.

These are a lot of rules…

Some of these are really quite freaky.

Do you agree with your state’s winner??

This older lady wrote a thank you letter for a radio that she won, but she didn’t stop at saying thank you.

“I am moved to tears yet again as I struggle to put our experience into words. In spite of a few hateful, broken human beings in this world who can all too easily legally get their hands on mass assault weapons – people ARE kind.”

Fall in love with a guy who shows up. A guy who comes five minutes early, a guy who brings flowers or a hug. The guy who doesn’t make you feel like you’re an obligation, or just another checkbox on a list of things he has to do before the end of the day.

“It seems as if a horrible nightmare as the names on the list are released.”

Still wondering why there’s “Gay Pride” parades and festivals??

Throughout the history of our country, a lot of Americans have died. They have died during various civil rights and labor movements. They have died while protecting our country in wars. Today, victims of gun violence are dying because some people really, really like their guns.

The ultimate revenge.

I can’t decide which is the funniest…

“At first I honestly thought this was a dumb high school prank to freak everyone out, but if that was what it was, she took it way too far.”

It can be frustrating to always be “that guy” who goes stag, or gets a photo with all the friends, instead of with an significant other. But while it can be mindblowingly annoying, it doesn’t really say anything truly profound about you (or me, for that matter).

You know that cute little thing where little twerps just up and vanish on you, never ever to return? Yeah, that’s me.

What’s about to happen next??

People come to you—even people you don’t know super well—to talk about their problems and receive a shoulder to cry on.