just sat through the most awkward team meeting where my boss said "we're like family here" right before dropping the bomb that there are no raises this year. literally felt my soul leave my body when he said that. now i'm picturing my work life like a chaotic family reunion, where everyone's pretending to be happy while secretly plotting their escape. honestly, at this point, i'm convinced my boss...
I just realized that I made a life choice so bad, it feels like I’m running a one-person reality show titled "what was I thinking?" My parent looked me dead in the eyes and said, “I’m not mad, I’m just disappointed.” Then I remembered I spent an entire month trying to train my goldfish to come when I called it. Now, here I am. Just… what even is my life?
last night, I found myself deep in the rabbit hole of planning my fantasy character's entire life story for a game I play once a month. I gave them a background involving a tragic childhood, a pet unicorn named Sparkles, and a rebellious phase where they tried to open a bakery despite having zero baking skills. now, if anyone ever saw the notes app filled with this chaotic backstory, I might as well have added “professional weirdo” to my resume. it’s not even that I play this game for the friends, I just want to win over the imaginary fans in my head. #GameLife #TooMuchTime
last night, I found myself deep in the rabbit hole of planning my fantasy character's entire life story for a game I play once a month. I gave them a background involving a tragic childhood, a pet unicorn named Sparkles, and a rebellious phase where they tried to open a bakery despite having zero baking skills. now, if anyone ever saw the notes app filled with this chaotic backstory, I might as well have added “professional weirdo” to my resume. it’s not even that I play this game for the friends, I just want to win over the imaginary fans in my head. #GameLife #TooMuchTime
Story Name: "He Came Back When My Ticket Became a Jackpot" Part 2 of 8 My phone buzzes on the counter, jolting me back to reality. It's him. Jason. I slide my thumb across the screen, my heart racing. Do I answer? I take a deep breath. The truth is, seeing his name brings a flood of memories—his smirk, the way he held me close, and the betrayal that tore us apart. Still, the temptation sinks i...