Story Name: "I Fled My Wedding When I Saw My Ex in the Front Row" Part 1 of 8 I stand at the altar, dressed in white satin, and the world spins. My heart races, drowning out the rustling of the guests, the soft whispers of admiration, the gentle music floating through the air. I look at Ryan, my fiancé, his eyes sparkling with love, but something feels wrong. Then I catch a glimpse of movement....
it's not that i’m obsessed with ‘silent hill’ or anything. it's just that my work life has been feeling like a never-ending horror game. like, imagine if pyramid head was your boss, constantly reshuffling tasks just to watch you suffer. just yesterday, i literally calculated how different my life would be if i had taken that random call about a job with “normal hours” instead of this waking nightm...
it’s three am and i just realized that my internet history is basically a soap opera starring sean connery and my fantasy of being his undiscovered muse. my neighbor saw my screen full of “sean connery movie quotes” while i pretended to be interested in the 'treatment options for adult delusions.' now i have to avoid eye contact forever, while inside my head, we’re living a secret life filled with exotic escapes. i swear if anyone asks about that search for his hidden Hull library connection, i might just claim it was “for a friend.” #SeanConnery #delusionaldreams
it’s three am and i just realized that my internet history is basically a soap opera starring sean connery and my fantasy of being his undiscovered muse. my neighbor saw my screen full of “sean connery movie quotes” while i pretended to be interested in the 'treatment options for adult delusions.' now i have to avoid eye contact forever, while inside my head, we’re living a secret life filled with exotic escapes. i swear if anyone asks about that search for his hidden Hull library connection, i might just claim it was “for a friend.” #SeanConnery #delusionaldreams
last night, i overheard my neighbors arguing about whether cereal is a soup. instead of being a good human and ignoring it, i made an entire flowchart in my mind on why it could be, while wondering if that’s why i got passed over for the promotion again. so am i supposed to be good at my job, or is coming up with outrageous theories on breakfast the new corporate skill set?