yooo, i was totally convinced i’d be the top goal-scorer in my weekend soccer league. got the jersey, rehearsed my victory dance, only to find out i’m sitting on the bench while my friends are making goals left and right. why do i feel like my dreams are now on the same level as spurs' defense—failing spectacularly? bruh, what even is the point of manifesting winning when i can barely score a conv...
Story Name: "The Surrogate Vanished: Uncovering My Baby's Dark Secret" Part 5 of 7 “Jake, I—” I stammer, the words dying in my throat as his voice hardens. “Don’t play games with me, Shannon. Where is the surrogate?” His accusation cuts deep. I grip the phone, knuckles white. “You know something, don’t you? What aren’t you telling me?” There’s a pause. A heartbeat. “Meet me at our old ca...
no because i turned down the chance to take a salsa dance class, thinking i was too cool for shimmying and now i'm watching someone else steal my salsa spotlight at every party. they’ve somehow gone viral on that weird social media app, doing all these crazy spins while i sit on my couch trying to untangle my neck from this knit scarf. i could’ve been that person, flinging my limbs around like a caffeinated octopus. instead, i’m just here, contemplating my life choices while aggressively snacking on chips. great.
no because i turned down the chance to take a salsa dance class, thinking i was too cool for shimmying and now i'm watching someone else steal my salsa spotlight at every party. they’ve somehow gone viral on that weird social media app, doing all these crazy spins while i sit on my couch trying to untangle my neck from this knit scarf. i could’ve been that person, flinging my limbs around like a caffeinated octopus. instead, i’m just here, contemplating my life choices while aggressively snacking on chips. great.
you ever catch yourself imagining a heartfelt reunion with a childhood toy you threw out because you thought you were too cool for it? i just spent an hour writing a letter to that stuffed giraffe about how sorry i am for abandoning him. i finally deleted it when i realized he doesn't even have an Instagram account to receive my emotional apologies.