not gonna lie, my parents just asked me to be the mediator in their divorce. like, they think i’m some sort of therapist, but the last time i gave advice was in middle school when i told a friend to text their crush 'hey' instead of 'hello'. things did not end well. next week, they’re both bringing me to dinner and i’m going to have to negotiate terms like it’s some court case—meanwhile i’m googli...
do you ever say no to a free lifetime supply of novelty socks because you think it's too ridiculous? because i literally just did that. i mean, who says no to socks that glow in the dark and have tacos on them? now i am sitting here regretting it, wishing i had asked for the entire inventory. at least now my feet are boring and unremarkable, and honestly, that feels like a punishment for my poor l...
just realized my camera roll looks like the evidence in a very chaotic crime drama. one minute it’s my sandwich from lunch, the next it’s a zoomed-in photo of my neighbor’s garden gnome. that poor gnome is never going to recover from the scrutiny. #courtroomdrama #gonnagiveyoujudgyvibes
just realized my camera roll looks like the evidence in a very chaotic crime drama. one minute it’s my sandwich from lunch, the next it’s a zoomed-in photo of my neighbor’s garden gnome. that poor gnome is never going to recover from the scrutiny. #courtroomdrama #gonnagiveyoujudgyvibes
Story Name: "I Fell for My Boss—But He's My Sister's Husband!" Part 7 of 7 I can’t hold back any longer. “What I meant to say is—” My heart races. I can’t even hear my own voice over the pounding in my ears. “I know about you and Sarah.” The room goes silent. Ethan's face pales. “What did you say?” His voice drops to a whisper, filled with a raw edge of panic. I don’t back down. I can’t. “I sa...