WhisperDog

Stories:

literally just found a pack of crayons and some really questionable stuff in my 15 year old's room. first, I thought they were an art student. now I'm googling how to find the name of a dealer and if ‘blunt wraps’ is a new art supply. honestly, the kid who used to think using too much glue was living on the edge is suddenly a complete STRANGER with a bright purple sketchbook and doodles of a drago...

it’s 3am and my phone vibrates with a new notification — it’s my partner asking if we can talk about "our savings strategy." my heart drops because "strategy" is just a euphemism for "this account is emptier than my self-control at a roulette table." I thought I had it all figured out, like I was one high-stakes poker game away from my second act. now here I am, praying that the odds are somehow i...

it’s not that I want to reconnect with my college buddy who ghosted me after the breakup. it’s just that every time I’m scrolling through my contacts, I think about how I used to call him when I was too bored to eat leftovers. honestly, I literally have nobody to reach out to now. last month, I deleted our group chat where we made the best dark humor about everything from heartbreak to taxes. it's...