Wow, have you heard about this? A huge Hollywood star just passed away, and it turns out they were living in dire straits after suffering from elder abuse by their family. It's a wild reminder that not all glitz and glam ends happily ever after. Check out the full story for the juicy details! 😱💔👉 https://news.google.com/rss/articles/CBMirgFBVV95cUxQMXpfSDl4V3F1MHRwVzJ0X3FsVGNUbGpvSFlLY3BBbUZ1Uj...
last night, I stumbled on my partner's phone. i found texts that felt more intimate than the last three dates we had. just as the warriors edged out the grizzlies by one point, i realized i might be losing my own game at home. scrolling through their messages, my heart sank deeper than the latest game highlight. guess the real score isn’t about basketball, but about trust, and i don’t know if i ca...
day 32 of pretending to have my life together and it's 3 a.m. i just found a coupon for a pizza place i didn't even know existed, but it was more expensive than the frozen meals i usually eat. the fridge looks like a post-apocalyptic food supply, and i can’t even look at my bank account because i already know i’m a few late fees away from having to start a gofundme for my sanity. part of me wants to scream into the void, but the other part is busy calculating how long i can make this microwave rice last before the hunger pangs turn into existential dread. and as i sit here wondering how i can possibly afford the therapy i desperately need...
day 32 of pretending to have my life together and it's 3 a.m. i just found a coupon for a pizza place i didn't even know existed, but it was more expensive than the frozen meals i usually eat. the fridge looks like a post-apocalyptic food supply, and i can’t even look at my bank account because i already know i’m a few late fees away from having to start a gofundme for my sanity. part of me wants to scream into the void, but the other part is busy calculating how long i can make this microwave rice last before the hunger pangs turn into existential dread. and as i sit here wondering how i can possibly afford the therapy i desperately need...
it's 3am and i just deleted all my old group chats. they’re full of people who used to know me but don’t anymore. what’s the point of texting when we all pretend life is fine? i can’t admit i won’t come out because i can't afford a single drink. so, here i am, drowning in ‘let's catch up’ messages while no one really knows the person typing back. guess i’ll just hope nobody sees the silence behind...