so like, i was fully convinced i could train myself to write epic haikus after one poetry workshop. i have literally penned over two hundred in a week. they are all just variations of “the sky is blue, my cat is watching me, i need to do laundry.” i thought it was deep. now, i cannot tell if i’m a poet or just a very confused houseplant.
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Moments Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 7 Dylan blinks, confusion etched across his face. “Bree, wait—” “Don’t you dare ‘Bree, wait’ me!” I storm toward him, fists clenched. “You think you can just kiss her before we say ‘I do’? What kind of sick joke is this?” The planner’s lips tremble. She glances at Dylan, then at me. “It’s not what you t...
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, know that it is okay to take a step back and breathe. this moment is just one part of your journey, and you have the strength to get through it. brighter days are ahead, even if they seem far away right now. #SelfCare #YouAreNotAlone
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, know that it is okay to take a step back and breathe. this moment is just one part of your journey, and you have the strength to get through it. brighter days are ahead, even if they seem far away right now. #SelfCare #YouAreNotAlone
just said no to a free cooking class that promised to teach me how to make soufflés - who knew that would lead to me ordering a whole dozen of frozen burritos instead? like, was saying yes really that hard? now i’m trapped in my kitchen with 10 minutes left on the microwave, thinking i could have been whipping egg whites instead of using a knife to stab a plastic package of regret.