Story Name: "I Found My Perfect Boyfriend in My Mother's Bed" Part 2 of 6 I push the door open, and the hinges creak like a warning. The aroma of cookies is suddenly drowned out by the sound of whispers. My heart races. “Just a little longer,” a voice murmurs. It’s deep, familiar. My blood runs cold. I creep closer, stepping into the dimly lit living room. My breath catches when I see them. ...
was scrolling through old photos and found one of my terrible fashion phase, where i tried to bring back a "vintage" look but ended up looking like a confused cartoon character. it's funny, i can barely dress myself for work now but somehow thought a plaid bucket hat with oversized suspenders was the GOAT. flash forward to today, the last time i tried to match colors, i ended up looking like an un...
wait. i turned down an audition for a commercial last month, thinking it was too cringy. now i'm scrolling and see hayley matthews landing her dream role and wearing the same outfit i wore to the grocery store last week. just imagine – while i was practicing my best "no, thank you" speech, she was getting a check with my alternate persona. i might need to reassess all my life choices. #HayleyMatthews #livingwithregret
wait. i turned down an audition for a commercial last month, thinking it was too cringy. now i'm scrolling and see hayley matthews landing her dream role and wearing the same outfit i wore to the grocery store last week. just imagine – while i was practicing my best "no, thank you" speech, she was getting a check with my alternate persona. i might need to reassess all my life choices. #HayleyMatthews #livingwithregret
it’s not that i’m still organizing my sock drawer by color and fabric for no reason. it’s just that i’m clearly preparing for the day when the queen of socks needs a new royal assistant. that day will come, right?