my family found my social media. now i have to explain why i was live-tweeting my emotional breakdown while eating instant ramen and simultaneously researching how to manifest a cat. like, what do they want me to say? that i care about d*’nipro and felt it deep down when they said people had no heat? i barely survived last winter when my heating pad broke and i had to layer five blankets while con...
not gonna lie, i casually named my future tortoise after the barista i spoke to ONE TIME. his name is Mocha Bean and now i feel like i need to explain this delusion to my family when i adopt him. what is wrong with me? #lifechoices #notnormal
no because I saw someone I grew up with pretending to browse a menu at a restaurant like we did not just spend eight summers building the ultimate LEGO city. I could swear they looked me straight in the eye and I still might have waved like a loser. are you kidding? we were basically architects! #whatwasthat #awkwardreunion
no because I saw someone I grew up with pretending to browse a menu at a restaurant like we did not just spend eight summers building the ultimate LEGO city. I could swear they looked me straight in the eye and I still might have waved like a loser. are you kidding? we were basically architects! #whatwasthat #awkwardreunion
Story Name: "I Helped a Homeless Man - Now He Wants My Fortune" Part 3 of 5 I’m frozen. This isn’t a coincidence; I know it. My breath catches as I step closer. “What do you want?” I demand, my voice shaky. He smirks, confidence radiating from him. “We need to talk, Emily.” “Talk about what?” My heart hammers against my ribs. “I don’t even know you.” His gaze sharpens. “Oh, but you do. You...