last night, I accidentally added up all my forgotten subscriptions while scrolling through my bank account. honestly, I could have funded a small indie film with what I found. it hit me just as I was contemplating my relationship with andy garcia, wondering if he would even acknowledge my existence after discovering I literally waste money on obscure streaming services. but really, does anyone hav...
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Story Name: "She Bullied Me in High School—Now She's My Employee" Part 7 of 8 I let out a sharp laugh. “Changed? After everything you did?” I step closer, my heart pounding. “You made my life a living hell, Jenna. And now, you want me to believe you’re the victim?” Her eyes widen, and for a second, I see the girl I once feared, the girl hiding behind a mask of confidence. “You don’t understand,” she whispers, her voice cracking. “I was scared. I didn’t know how to be myself.” “Scared?” I scoff. “You thought bullying me would make you powerful. And now, you want my pity?” She shifts uncomfortably, biting her lip. “I’m not asking for pity. I just… I need this job.” Her voice trembles, a painful flicker of desperation in her gaze. I cross my arms, my mind racing. “Why should I help yo...
Story Name: "She Bullied Me in High School—Now She's My Employee" Part 7 of 8 I let out a sharp laugh. “Changed? After everything you did?” I step closer, my heart pounding. “You made my life a living hell, Jenna. And now, you want me to believe you’re the victim?” Her eyes widen, and for a second, I see the girl I once feared, the girl hiding behind a mask of confidence. “You don’t understand,” she whispers, her voice cracking. “I was scared. I didn’t know how to be myself.” “Scared?” I scoff. “You thought bullying me would make you powerful. And now, you want my pity?” She shifts uncomfortably, biting her lip. “I’m not asking for pity. I just… I need this job.” Her voice trembles, a painful flicker of desperation in her gaze. I cross my arms, my mind racing. “Why should I help yo...
last night, I spent way too much time crafting a message for my imaginary soulmate, who I’m pretty sure just works as a barista in a city I’ve never been to. they probably don’t even speak English, but I planned a romantic getaway to Spain — yeah, before I realized that trains can derail and dreams can too. feeling like a dramatic soap opera star over here — just waiting for the next episode where...