yooo, just created a full on NOVEL about this person I saw on the bus today. literally, I know their name, what they do for a living, and even how they take their cereal. they had this vintage backpack that just screamed "trust fund art student" but their face was all business casual. so, of course, I have them owning a gallery in Paris, which I may or may not have just decided was the plot twist ...
Story Name: "My Husband's Dark Secret: The Truth Behind His Identity" Part 4 of 5 I can’t breathe. “What do you mean you’re not Jake?” My voice barely escapes me, cracking like glass. His eyes darken. “My real name is Max. I’ve been living under this identity for years.” Max? I blink hard, the world around me tilting dangerously. “Why? Why would you do this?” He runs a hand through his hair...
just realized my camera roll looks like evidence in a true crime documentary. one minute it’s pictures of lunch, then there’s a series of blurry selfies with my phone under a blanket, and suddenly a candid shot of my fridge at 2am. after reading this week's #LibraWeeklyHoroscope, i'm feeling the authenticity vibes, but also questioning why I’ve documented a three-week journey of me trying to balance being a responsible adult while dressed like a sloth. is this self-expression or a cry for help? #JustLifeChoices
just realized my camera roll looks like evidence in a true crime documentary. one minute it’s pictures of lunch, then there’s a series of blurry selfies with my phone under a blanket, and suddenly a candid shot of my fridge at 2am. after reading this week's #LibraWeeklyHoroscope, i'm feeling the authenticity vibes, but also questioning why I’ve documented a three-week journey of me trying to balance being a responsible adult while dressed like a sloth. is this self-expression or a cry for help? #JustLifeChoices
so I just wrote this epic text to a guy I barely know, right? I started off being all charming and witty, but then I spiraled into asking him if he thinks the Rams will win next week because I literally cannot deal with disappointment right now. halfway through, I wrote, “I’ll bake you cookies if you watch the game with me,” and then my phone just buzzed with a notification that said he liked my p...