the last time someone told me they loved me, i panicked and said ‘thank you’ like i was accepting a compliment about my sweater. today, syracuse is colder than my social life. why am i still wearing that same sweater? even the weather is better at making connections than me. #SyracuseWeather #thisisfine
i just realized that my side hustle selling weirdly specific funeral accessories is paying for my main job's expenses — so there i was, balancing tax returns and fuchsia-colored caskets, while everyone else just sticks to their nine-to-five. i’ve literally got a full funeral outfit ready — like, who doesn't want to look fresh at a solemn occasion? now my only dilemma is if i should change my Linke...
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Before 'I Do'" Part 6 of 7 I blink at Jake, the words caught in my throat like poison. “You—” My voice trembles, weakness creeping in. He takes a step closer, but I back away, pressing against the wall. “No, don’t. Just don’t.” His face twists, confusion mixing with guilt. “I can explain,” he says, hands raised like he’s surrendering. “Please listen.” I scoff, a bitter laugh escaping me. “Explain? What’s there to explain? I just saw you with her!” He runs a hand through his hair, desperation etched across his face. “It was a mistake! You have to believe me! It was just a kiss!” My heart stops. Just a kiss? I search his eyes, hoping to find the truth, but all I see is fear. “You think that makes it okay? You’re about to mar...
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Before 'I Do'" Part 6 of 7 I blink at Jake, the words caught in my throat like poison. “You—” My voice trembles, weakness creeping in. He takes a step closer, but I back away, pressing against the wall. “No, don’t. Just don’t.” His face twists, confusion mixing with guilt. “I can explain,” he says, hands raised like he’s surrendering. “Please listen.” I scoff, a bitter laugh escaping me. “Explain? What’s there to explain? I just saw you with her!” He runs a hand through his hair, desperation etched across his face. “It was a mistake! You have to believe me! It was just a kiss!” My heart stops. Just a kiss? I search his eyes, hoping to find the truth, but all I see is fear. “You think that makes it okay? You’re about to mar...
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