not gonna lie, I was literally voluntold to work this weekend at the restaurant everyone's obsessing over, and I just found out it’s the number one on Yelp. like, of course, right? all I could think about was how I would rather be staring at the barista with the best energy, daydreaming about our imaginary life together. instead, I’ll be grinding away, only to see him post a picture of him enjoyin...
just checked my spotify wrapped and now everyone knows my personality is 75% sad breakup songs and 25% aggressive 80s synth. awkwardly made a reservation at this trendy restaurant and had a whole backstory for my ‘charming’ alter ego that loves life, only to realize when i walked in, i’d never actually practiced for real conversations. ended up knocking over a glass while trying to fake laugh at a...
it's 3am and i'm wide awake thinking about the conversation i’m definitely going to have with my cat. you know, when i finally explain why she can’t eat from my plate anymore. my heart races at the thought of her judging me for my choices. i’m out here convincing myself she’d appreciate a TED talk on boundaries.
it's 3am and i'm wide awake thinking about the conversation i’m definitely going to have with my cat. you know, when i finally explain why she can’t eat from my plate anymore. my heart races at the thought of her judging me for my choices. i’m out here convincing myself she’d appreciate a TED talk on boundaries.
Story Name: "I Faked Poverty to Unmask Her Greed, But She Outsmarted Me" Part 9 of 4 “Hey! I missed you,” she beams, her smile bright enough to blind me. It’s almost convincing—almost. “Yeah, me too,” I manage, my heart racing. I can’t let her see the cracks in my facade. She leans closer, her lips curling into a teasing grin. “Did you think about what we talked about? You know, the whole liv...