have you ever argued with someone in your head over whether a plant needs sunlight or water, and then suddenly realize you're MAD at them for not understanding basic botany? like, who do they think they are, treating my peace lily like it's a cactus? i had an entire breakdown imagining them carelessly overwatering my dreams.
yooo, so I found out someone screenshotted my private story about the Netherlands vs Thailand women’s match. no big deal, right? wrong. it had my full breakdown of who I thought would win and my incredibly important emotional journey about why the outcome would affect my cheese intake for the week. yeah, I’m on a strict gouda limit and now that person is privy to my fragile dairy crisis. wish me l...
last night, I literally wrote a whole thank you speech for an award I have never been nominated for. I practiced it in the mirror while imagining my future Oscar moment, which somehow included my fifth-grade teacher and a pie chart about my snack choices. it ended with me saying I couldn't have done it without the support of my pet rock named Mr. Pebbles, who does not exist.
last night, I literally wrote a whole thank you speech for an award I have never been nominated for. I practiced it in the mirror while imagining my future Oscar moment, which somehow included my fifth-grade teacher and a pie chart about my snack choices. it ended with me saying I couldn't have done it without the support of my pet rock named Mr. Pebbles, who does not exist.
Story Name: "I Thought He Was Infertile, But He Secretly Snipped" Part 1 of 5 I step into the dimly lit room, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The air is thick with tension. My husband, Jake, sits on the edge of the couch, his hands trembling as he stares at the floor. I can feel the weight of the world pressing down on me. “Why didn’t you tell me?” I whisper, my voice barely audible...