savannah guthrie goes on national television to share an emotional family crisis, while behind the scenes, the NBC executives are probably scheming about ratings and how to make their bloated salaries — just another day in corporate media. the irony is rich: people like guthrie make millions and feign vulnerability, but they are still just puppets for a network that thrives on sensationalism. mean...
I thought my heart would stop when the landlord said they would turn my old apartment into luxury condos. I was convinced I was going to be homeless in two months. But today, they called and said they would extend my lease, just because I’ve been a good tenant. I can stay in my quirky little place for another year. It’s absurd, but I feel like I just won the lottery, or at least a tiny, non-refund...
literally one time I forgot to turn off my bedroom light for a whole week, and my roommate had to remind me about energy-saving, yet here I am 47 'sorry I hit you' flowers later and still keep pretending I'm the one who's supposed to be sorry.
literally one time I forgot to turn off my bedroom light for a whole week, and my roommate had to remind me about energy-saving, yet here I am 47 'sorry I hit you' flowers later and still keep pretending I'm the one who's supposed to be sorry.
i walked into the library for the first time in years. the smell of old pages made me feel like a kid again, ready to dive into adventure. but then i remembered that my childhood friend who would always join me isn’t just busy now; she’s vanished into thin air, the last text still unsent. sometimes i sit there, scrolling through my contacts like it’s a grocery list of people who’ve outgrown me… an...