Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Moments Before 'I Do'" Part 6 of 7 “What—” He stumbles backward, and the wedding planner’s eyes dart away, like a deer caught in headlights. “Don’t!” I scream, panic bubbling inside me. I’m shaking, fists clenched, rage and betrayal coursing through my veins. “How could you? Right before—” Before I can finish, Dylan rushes toward me, ...
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did anyone else write a heartfelt thank you speech for a non-existent award because the 12-dollar framed certificate from a work seminar feels like the pinnacle of achievement—and now i just have to walk past it in shame every day, rehearsing “i would like to thank my cat” while trying to ignore the empty applause in my mind? #unrealisticexpectations #whatamidoingwithmylife
did anyone else write a heartfelt thank you speech for a non-existent award because the 12-dollar framed certificate from a work seminar feels like the pinnacle of achievement—and now i just have to walk past it in shame every day, rehearsing “i would like to thank my cat” while trying to ignore the empty applause in my mind? #unrealisticexpectations #whatamidoingwithmylife
so like, i was fully convinced i could train myself to write epic haikus after one poetry workshop. i have literally penned over two hundred in a week. they are all just variations of “the sky is blue, my cat is watching me, i need to do laundry.” i thought it was deep. now, i cannot tell if i’m a poet or just a very confused houseplant.