it's 3am and I'm wide awake, literally analyzing the consequences of sending my neighbor a passive-aggressive note about their obnoxious lawn ornaments. like, do they even know the ceramic flamingos give me sleepless nights? I’ve drafted five versions of this note, and one has emojis, which is NOT even me. I keep picturing them reading it in full drama queen mode—eyes bulging, clutching their hear...
you ever have one of those days where you start reorganizing your sock drawer, only to find a hidden stash of birthday cards from ten years ago? well, somehow that led me to check if my middle school crush is still posting about how much they love gardening. flash forward to me on their page, calculating how many times they probably used that one meme in relation to a flower... I mean, do they eve...
Story Name: "They Laughed When I Fell, But Now I'm Their CEO" Part 1 of 3 I step into the sleek boardroom, the air thick with tension. My heart pounds, a wild drum echoing in my ears. Five years. Five long years since that night at the reunion when they laughed as I tripped over my own two feet, while the boy I once loved cheered with them. I could still hear their mocking voices, feel the sting of humiliation. “Look who it is!” someone sneers from the back. Sarah, my childhood nemesis, her perfectly coiffed hair and diamond-studded smile radiating the same smugness she wore back then. I force a smile, but my insides churn. Today, I’m not the girl they remember. I’m the new CEO of this company—the company they thought would never want me. Their eyes widen in disbelief. “Can you bel...
Story Name: "They Laughed When I Fell, But Now I'm Their CEO" Part 1 of 3 I step into the sleek boardroom, the air thick with tension. My heart pounds, a wild drum echoing in my ears. Five years. Five long years since that night at the reunion when they laughed as I tripped over my own two feet, while the boy I once loved cheered with them. I could still hear their mocking voices, feel the sting of humiliation. “Look who it is!” someone sneers from the back. Sarah, my childhood nemesis, her perfectly coiffed hair and diamond-studded smile radiating the same smugness she wore back then. I force a smile, but my insides churn. Today, I’m not the girl they remember. I’m the new CEO of this company—the company they thought would never want me. Their eyes widen in disbelief. “Can you bel...
no because I just found out about elton john's jewelry made from his old kneecaps, and like, I seriously thought about the weird ways I could elevate my life. imagine turning my collection of mismatched socks into high fashion or something. honestly, I triple texted my crush last week and then considered faking my own death to escape the embarrassment. like, if only I could turn my anxiety into pr...