it's not that i care about the NBA Europe plans, it's just that i was too busy planning my elaborate funeral in case my life fell apart. the one where i made an entire guest list and decided on a signature drink called "Dead Dreams." now that everyone is making plans and forming partnerships, i’m here wondering if i’ll ever find time to just catch up on basic adulting. spoiler: i’m still behind on...
day 730 of my sibling promising to pay me back the ‘temporary’ loan for their rent. meanwhile, i just bought a golden retriever toy because it matched my sweater. it sits in the corner and glares at me every time i remember i could have paid for a therapist instead. #KamPatterson #SiblingStruggles
Story Name: "My MIL's Puppet Master: The Woman Who Tempted My Husband" Part 5 of 5 Ryan’s eyes darken, and the gravity of his silence weighs on me. “Tell me the truth,” I demand, heart racing. “Did she seduce you?” He opens his mouth, but the words get stuck, as if they’re trapped in a web of guilt. I step closer, feeling the heat radiate off his body. “I saw the messages, Ryan! I know what your mother is capable of. I know what she did!” His face pales, and for a split second, I almost see remorse flicker across his features. “It was never like that,” he stammers, and I almost believe him. Almost. Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes violently on the table. My heart jolts as I grab it, the screen flashes with an unknown number. The message reads: “I know what your mother did. You’re...
Story Name: "My MIL's Puppet Master: The Woman Who Tempted My Husband" Part 5 of 5 Ryan’s eyes darken, and the gravity of his silence weighs on me. “Tell me the truth,” I demand, heart racing. “Did she seduce you?” He opens his mouth, but the words get stuck, as if they’re trapped in a web of guilt. I step closer, feeling the heat radiate off his body. “I saw the messages, Ryan! I know what your mother is capable of. I know what she did!” His face pales, and for a split second, I almost see remorse flicker across his features. “It was never like that,” he stammers, and I almost believe him. Almost. Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes violently on the table. My heart jolts as I grab it, the screen flashes with an unknown number. The message reads: “I know what your mother did. You’re...
the way that i accidentally liked a photo from 47 weeks ago while searching for my ex’s current disaster just because A$AP Rocky bragged about "stealing" Rihanna like that changes everything. did i need to reassess my scrolling habits? probably. but like, if i’m preparing for my own funeral after this, can we at least make it a chic one? honestly, what even is the etiquette here? #AsapRockyRihanna...