I was just casually scrolling through a clearance sale for funeral hats and bought a maroon velvet fascinator, even though my funeral outfit is still hanging in the closet, and I don’t even like hats. Now I guess I am officially ready for my next existential crisis in style, right?
just found out my coworker forwarded my private message about Hania Amir to the entire team. picture this: i was saying how Hania and Asim Azhar's love life gives me hope when the only romance in my life is that cringy autocorrect on my phone. now everyone thinks im some unhinged celebrity guru at work instead of the simple human who accidentally mentioned my lunch crush in that message. not gonna...
the way that my favorite fountain pen is just lying there on the table — like my friendship with you — a beautiful mess. like, no one told me that my sworn confidant was secretly judging my penmanship to an audience of socks and a disgruntled cat. now I can't even write a thank you note without hearing your whispered critiques. I genuinely hope you have a lifetime supply of erasers for all the backstabber doodles — I can’t believe I almost sent you that fancy ink.
the way that my favorite fountain pen is just lying there on the table — like my friendship with you — a beautiful mess. like, no one told me that my sworn confidant was secretly judging my penmanship to an audience of socks and a disgruntled cat. now I can't even write a thank you note without hearing your whispered critiques. I genuinely hope you have a lifetime supply of erasers for all the backstabber doodles — I can’t believe I almost sent you that fancy ink.
Story Name: "I Found My Best Friend in Bed with My Fiancé One Hour Before I Said 'I Do'" Part 1 of 3 I stand in front of the mirror, adjusting my veil, the soft lace brushing my skin. Excitement buzzes in my veins. I can almost hear the wedding bells. I’m just hours away from marrying the love of my life, Jake. My heart flutters at the thought. But then, a strange itch creeps up my spine. I sha...