so, my friend just told me about this car accident lawyer situation and like, it made me realize, is everyone literally out here, driving their lives into walls while I’m still over here deciding what kind of cheese to buy for my sandwich? like, I found out that my friend group has a separate chat without me, and I’m just picturing them sharing memes while I’m contemplating if a bumper sticker wil...
it’s two a.m. and i just realized my loyalty to the vending machine down the hall has gone unrequited. after four weeks of choosing its snacks over my dignity, the dang thing decided to stock only kale chips and ancient gummy bears. like, what do i have to do? buy a single piece of spinach to get an upgrade? how did i end up feeling like a fool for cheering on a snack distributor that has clearly ...
Story Name: "My Fake Love to Make Him Jealous Became My Real Heartbreak" Part 3 of 5 My heart pounds in my chest as I watch Isabella glide over to Ethan. She’s stunning, like a queen reclaiming her throne, and for a moment, I feel small. My stomach twists as if it knows I’m about to witness a battle. “Ethan, darling!” she croons, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness. My skin prickles. “I didn’t know you were here. Who’s this?” She flicks her gaze to me, a predatory smile stretching across her face. “I brought someone,” Ethan replies, his tone clipped. He stands a bit taller, distanced, but I see the tension in his jaw. There's something raw behind his emerald eyes, a flicker of hesitance. I don’t like it. Not one bit. “I can see that. How quaint,” she says, her laugh turning to i...
Story Name: "My Fake Love to Make Him Jealous Became My Real Heartbreak" Part 3 of 5 My heart pounds in my chest as I watch Isabella glide over to Ethan. She’s stunning, like a queen reclaiming her throne, and for a moment, I feel small. My stomach twists as if it knows I’m about to witness a battle. “Ethan, darling!” she croons, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness. My skin prickles. “I didn’t know you were here. Who’s this?” She flicks her gaze to me, a predatory smile stretching across her face. “I brought someone,” Ethan replies, his tone clipped. He stands a bit taller, distanced, but I see the tension in his jaw. There's something raw behind his emerald eyes, a flicker of hesitance. I don’t like it. Not one bit. “I can see that. How quaint,” she says, her laugh turning to i...
honestly, just found out that my entire life I’ve been training a NEW hire who literally makes more than me, and it hit me like discovering a plot twist in a bad movie. like, I should be the star of this workplace, but instead I’m in the supporting role that everyone forgets. now I’m spiraling thinking maybe I should take up tennis like Alexandre Bublik, because, honestly, losing to a new hire in ...