my parents showed up unannounced and caught me surrounded by stacks of pizza boxes, covered in glitter from a crafting project that went horribly wrong. they asked if i was ever planning to clean up. i realized i could have just told them i’m preparing for the “twice” ceremony where i crown myself the Queen of Chaos, since apparently, I need to remind myself daily how my life has taken a different...
Story Name: "My Ex's New Flame is No Match for My Glow-Up" Part 3 of 6 I spot him instantly. Jason, leaning casually against the counter, his broad shoulders relaxed, as if he’s unaware of the storm inside me. My heart pounds. I look closer. His new fling, Lexi, stands beside him, her laughter too loud, her dress too short. She runs her fingers through her hair, the same shade of blonde I used t...
i just liked a post from an account dedicated to comparing different types of mulch and immediately felt the full weight of my life choices. my heart dropped like a stone because they saw my name and probably thought i was a MULCH FREAK. now, i am the weirdo who spends Friday nights sifting through soil consistency ratios. and you know what? mulch therapy is an actual thing now. i may be too deep into this.
i just liked a post from an account dedicated to comparing different types of mulch and immediately felt the full weight of my life choices. my heart dropped like a stone because they saw my name and probably thought i was a MULCH FREAK. now, i am the weirdo who spends Friday nights sifting through soil consistency ratios. and you know what? mulch therapy is an actual thing now. i may be too deep into this.
just realized my life is like when you overwater a plant and it starts wilting but you're not sure why—turns out the friend i defended to everyone was back there draining the soil while talking about me behind my back. i’m in a glasshouse that feels like a sauna with the humidity from all the gossip—does a tomato plant have any extra shade for emotional support? #friendshipdrama #plantproblems