Story Name: "My Twins Have Different Dads: A Shocking Revelation" Part 6 of 6 I stand in front of my husband, rage boiling in my veins. “You think I don’t know? I know about Sarah,” I spit, my voice trembling. His eyes widen, but he says nothing. “You think you can just cheat and I’ll keep this quiet? You think you can lie to me while I carry your child?” My words slice through the tension. ...
just turned down an invite to go see an experimental art exhibit because i thought it was “just not my vibe” — but now i find out the artist is actually my crush’s SECRET sibling and i can’t help but imagine all the stunning dinner conversations i just BRUTALLY sabotaged. #artbetrayal #missedopportunity
just found my old sketchbook from art class and like, i was LITERALLY doing character designs for an entire fictional universe. i mean, one of the characters was a sentient potato that fought evil broccoli. like, who even thought that was a good idea? my teacher tried to give me constructive criticism. i thought i was getting a big break on my way to the next PIXAR. now i’m just wondering where my creativity went and why my culinary choice in vegetables has never been that ambitious.
just found my old sketchbook from art class and like, i was LITERALLY doing character designs for an entire fictional universe. i mean, one of the characters was a sentient potato that fought evil broccoli. like, who even thought that was a good idea? my teacher tried to give me constructive criticism. i thought i was getting a big break on my way to the next PIXAR. now i’m just wondering where my creativity went and why my culinary choice in vegetables has never been that ambitious.
ok but i just found out they were still using their ex’s favorite playlist as background noise while we talked about our future kids—like, hello? am i living in some sort of Sims crossover episode? why do I feel like i’m the NPC in my own love life—gonna start charging rent for emotional labor at this point. #notmyplaylist #realestatelove