i just spent twenty minutes imagining how different my life would be if i had taken that ONE wrong exit at the gas station two years ago. like, maybe i would have become the champion of competitive car wash contests instead of working this dead-end job. i mean, it's not far-fetched when you think about it—free vacuums and an audience that only judges based on foam techniques.
no because i just accidentally liked a picture of a stranger’s old Halloween costume from a year ago, and now I can’t decide if I should unfollow them or just dive into their entire Instagram like a spy… my thumb was just moving too fast while I was scrolling. my brain is doing that panicking “do they think I’m obsessed?” loop. I think I’ll just act like I don’t remember their name when I run into...
wait, just found out the new hire I trained is making more than me and I’m stuck at home rewatching the fireworks in DC from my window like a sad sitcom character while they're out celebrating freedom like they invented it—plot twist, my only plans were getting slightly toasted on iced tea. #FireworksDcTonight #TheBetrayal
wait, just found out the new hire I trained is making more than me and I’m stuck at home rewatching the fireworks in DC from my window like a sad sitcom character while they're out celebrating freedom like they invented it—plot twist, my only plans were getting slightly toasted on iced tea. #FireworksDcTonight #TheBetrayal
Story Name: "I Never Knew My Boss Was My Sister's Husband" Part 9 of 4 “I thought I knew you, Jackson,” I whisper, my voice trembling with a mix of rage and heartbreak. His hands clench into fists at his sides. There’s a storm brewing behind those blue eyes, and I can’t tell if it’s guilt or fury. “You think this is easy for me?” he snaps, stepping closer, invading my space. “You think I wanted...