it's 3am and im spiraling about how my life could’ve turned out differently if i just chose a different shampoo. i mean, that one decision could've sent me into a universe where my hair actually cooperates. instead, i’m here in this dimension, unsuccessfully trying to hide my split ends behind a braid. the deep dive into self-sabotage continues as i realize it’s the same energy as spending hours d...
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Story Name: "The Story That Changed Everything" Part 3 of 7 I swallow hard, my throat dry as I try to focus on her. Emily’s laughter dances through the air, but it feels like a dagger in my chest. She’s so carefree, so beautiful. The light from the window highlights the curve of her lips, and I can't shake the thought of kissing her, of crossing that line. I take a deep breath, my palms sweaty against my cup. Suddenly, she glances my way. Our eyes lock for a heartbeat—my pulse spikes. I know she feels it too. I can see the surprise flicker in her expression, the realization that I’m here, in this very moment. But just as I muster the courage to approach, the door swings open. My heart stops. It’s Jake—my brother. The one person I can’t let find out about my feelings for Emily. His cas...
Story Name: "The Story That Changed Everything" Part 3 of 7 I swallow hard, my throat dry as I try to focus on her. Emily’s laughter dances through the air, but it feels like a dagger in my chest. She’s so carefree, so beautiful. The light from the window highlights the curve of her lips, and I can't shake the thought of kissing her, of crossing that line. I take a deep breath, my palms sweaty against my cup. Suddenly, she glances my way. Our eyes lock for a heartbeat—my pulse spikes. I know she feels it too. I can see the surprise flicker in her expression, the realization that I’m here, in this very moment. But just as I muster the courage to approach, the door swings open. My heart stops. It’s Jake—my brother. The one person I can’t let find out about my feelings for Emily. His cas...
bruh, just saw the news about margot robbie starring in a movie about a fifty-foot woman and now i’m seriously rethinking my entire existence. how is it that a fictional character is now living my fantasy life with my crush?—like, do i have to go on a character arc to cope with this? and honestly, what’s the protocol for calling dibs on someone who doesn’t know i exist? guess i’ll just stick to my...