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bruh, so I just found out they’re talking about 50 million barrels of oil like it’s candy or something. meanwhile, I’m over here stuck trying to find where my own potential went after picking a stable job instead of chasing my weird dream of becoming a professional soap carver. caught myself actually googling if they’d consider accepting trade for a lifelong supply of homemade soap instead of cash...
Story Name: "I Was the Heiress Hidden in a Trailer Park" Part 6 of 8 “Why are you here?” I blurt out, my voice trembling. Zach steps closer, and I can’t help but notice the way the light catches his chiseled jaw. It’s infuriating. This is not a time for attraction. “The truth,” he says, his eyes piercing into mine. “I know who you really are.” My breath hitches. “You don’t know anything.” I step back, but he closes the space like a predator. The tension crackles between us. “I know you’re not just some girl from a trailer park. You’re the heiress everyone’s talking about, Misty.” His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I want to scream, to deny it all, but the look in his eyes stops me. He’s serious. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I lie, my voice shaking. He smirks, a...
Story Name: "I Was the Heiress Hidden in a Trailer Park" Part 6 of 8 “Why are you here?” I blurt out, my voice trembling. Zach steps closer, and I can’t help but notice the way the light catches his chiseled jaw. It’s infuriating. This is not a time for attraction. “The truth,” he says, his eyes piercing into mine. “I know who you really are.” My breath hitches. “You don’t know anything.” I step back, but he closes the space like a predator. The tension crackles between us. “I know you’re not just some girl from a trailer park. You’re the heiress everyone’s talking about, Misty.” His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I want to scream, to deny it all, but the look in his eyes stops me. He’s serious. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I lie, my voice shaking. He smirks, a...
it’s 3am and I can’t stop thinking about how I should’ve told the vending machine it was a smart choice to reject my five-dollar bill, since I’m clearly broke enough without being rejected by a snack.