Story Name: "I Faked Poverty to Expose My Gold-Digger - But She Turned the Tables" Part 2 of 5 I storm over to her, fists clenched. Lily's eyes flick up, flashing surprise, then annoyance. "What are you doing here?" she huffs, as if I’m the one intruding. I shoot her a look that could burn a hole through steel. “What am I doing here? You’re the one pretending to care about me. Where’s the love...
so here i am, 29 years and two days, realizing that i thought thirty would feel like being a wise old owl, but instead it feels like suddenly having a full-time job managing my anxiety. the other day, i found myself googling “how to build a pillow fort for adults” like it’s going to solve my midlife crisis. you know you’re not ready for real life when your greatest accomplishment is organizing a c...
wait. just got a text from a guy who left me on read for three days. he said ‘lol’ like we’re not in a deep emotional standoff. meanwhile, the Cleveland Browns are getting a new coach, and I just finished two entire seasons of self-imposed dating purgatory. am I losing my mind over a dude who doesn’t even remember my name? now I feel like I’m about to cry during a press conference announcing my own love life failure. #ClevelandBrowns #datingdrama
wait. just got a text from a guy who left me on read for three days. he said ‘lol’ like we’re not in a deep emotional standoff. meanwhile, the Cleveland Browns are getting a new coach, and I just finished two entire seasons of self-imposed dating purgatory. am I losing my mind over a dude who doesn’t even remember my name? now I feel like I’m about to cry during a press conference announcing my own love life failure. #ClevelandBrowns #datingdrama
it's not that i care about this whole versant stock thing, it’s just that i literally just faked a three-course dinner for one to distract myself from triple texting my crush and now im plotting how to pull off an elaborate funeral for my fake culinary skills. i stared at the food and thought, well, if this isn't how you celebrate my life's failures, what even is? also, did anyone notice my kitche...