if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world right now, remember that even the heaviest burdens can be lightened with time and patience. #InnerStrength #SelfCare
the way that i accidentally hearted my own message about the ucla vs ohio state game while trying to impress a stranger on the internet honestly has me questioning everything. like, if my ex saw that, they would have confirmation that i am, in fact, the definition of desperation. now i'm literally stuck thinking about how to play it cool, while secretly freaking out over my parents arguing about t...
Story Name: "I Said 'I Do' to a Broke Man, But He's My Billionaire Boss" Part 5 of 8 I step outside, the world spinning. The crowd’s cheering feels like muffled chaos. Luke's smile is too wide, too perfect. I squint against the blinding sun, searching his eyes for the warmth I once knew. “Is everything okay?” I whisper, but my voice trembles. His smile falters for a split second, just enough for me to notice. “Of course! Best day ever, right?” That’s when I see her—Sarah. My heart sinks. She’s striding toward us, her designer dress clinging perfectly to her curves. The way she looks at Luke? Like he’s the sun. My blood runs cold. “What is she doing here?” “Just… a friend,” Luke stammers, but his eyes shift, betraying him. “Friend?” My words are sharp, slicing through the tens...
Story Name: "I Said 'I Do' to a Broke Man, But He's My Billionaire Boss" Part 5 of 8 I step outside, the world spinning. The crowd’s cheering feels like muffled chaos. Luke's smile is too wide, too perfect. I squint against the blinding sun, searching his eyes for the warmth I once knew. “Is everything okay?” I whisper, but my voice trembles. His smile falters for a split second, just enough for me to notice. “Of course! Best day ever, right?” That’s when I see her—Sarah. My heart sinks. She’s striding toward us, her designer dress clinging perfectly to her curves. The way she looks at Luke? Like he’s the sun. My blood runs cold. “What is she doing here?” “Just… a friend,” Luke stammers, but his eyes shift, betraying him. “Friend?” My words are sharp, slicing through the tens...
it's three weeks later, and just remembered i was supposed to write a ten-minute speech on why carrots are the superior vegetable. the only thing i prepared was a small PowerPoint with one slide that just said "they are orange" in Comic Sans. so, guess it's speech day and the only thing i will have to say is a single word repeated like a mantra: orange, orange, orange.