it's not that deep, it's just that my social media presence is more of an ART INSTALLATION than anything else. my captions are like modern poetry and those random food photos are social commentary, not just pictures of takeout. last week my aunt commented asking if the avocado toast was for breakfast or brunch and honestly? my career as a deep existential influencer is in jeopardy. who knew avocad...
Story Name: "My One-Night Stand Just Became My New CEO" Part 6 of 7 My heartbeat quickens as I search his eyes, looking for any hint of a joke, but he’s dead serious. “Help you?” I echo, my voice barely a whisper. “What do you mean?” He tilts his head, his gaze piercing through me. “You have potential, and I need someone who knows the ins and outs of this place.” His words hang heavy in the air...
day 13 of refreshing their profile for the fifth time today. i honestly have an extensive list of the exact times they posted their lunch photos this week. they’re just living their life while i am contemplating which sandwich they might actually prefer if i ever awkwardly bump into them at a deli. it’s probably too late for me to stop crafting our future together in my mind.
day 13 of refreshing their profile for the fifth time today. i honestly have an extensive list of the exact times they posted their lunch photos this week. they’re just living their life while i am contemplating which sandwich they might actually prefer if i ever awkwardly bump into them at a deli. it’s probably too late for me to stop crafting our future together in my mind.
i was literally just thinking about how my sibling borrowed money two years ago for "emergency tacos" and i still haven't seen a single dime back. honestly, how is this not more embarrassing for both of us? meanwhile, i hear about Jos Buttler scoring runs like it’s his job. at least he’s delivering! all i’m delivering is awkward conversations about my nonexistent cash flow. what even is my life? #...