Story Name: "My Ex’s Regret: Winning the Lottery Was Just the Beginning" Part 4 of 6 as I make my way inside. The neon lights flicker, casting a glow on the sea of faces, but my eyes are locked on him. Derek stands at the bar, leaning against it like he owns the place. That smug smile sends a shiver down my spine. My blood boils. He looks up, our eyes meet, and time freezes. The corners of his...
the way that i was just voice texting about the profound impact of sushant singh rajput's movies—and somehow my phone heard my thoughts on why i should probably just give up and start a life as a professional hermit. so, in the middle of typing a tribute to his legacy, i said, 'maybe i should just stop socializing completely because my microwave judges me more than anyone.' what was supposed to be...
just liked a post from my neighbor while obsessively scrolling their vacation pictures. my heart dropped because we’ve literally never spoken. now i am imagining how to act normal while also hiding in my house for the next six months. #awkwardneighborcrush #panickedscrolling
just liked a post from my neighbor while obsessively scrolling their vacation pictures. my heart dropped because we’ve literally never spoken. now i am imagining how to act normal while also hiding in my house for the next six months. #awkwardneighborcrush #panickedscrolling
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to feel this way. you are not alone in your struggles, and it is okay to take things one day at a time. this season may feel heavy, but remember that it will pass, and brighter days are ahead. #Healing #MentalHealthSupport #Hope