i just triple texted someone about a sandwich and now im considering faking my own death. like, if they think i died over a turkey club, do i really even want to exist anymore? honestly, just text me back. if i don't hear from you soon, my funeral is going to be an extravagant brunch to commemorate my love for deli meats. #lifechoices #sosadbuttrue
Story Name: "Our Surrogate Vanished, But What She Took With Her Shattered Us" Part 3 of 3 I glance at the clock. The due date is tomorrow. My heart pounds as I face Patrick, his eyes darting, guilt written all over his face. I can’t hold back anymore. “What did you do? Why did Emily really disappear?” He avoids my gaze, fists clenched. “It’s complicated. She was in trouble… I thought I could he...
I always knew being prepared for anything was my strong suit. But do you ever think about what would happen if you accidentally sent a screenshot of your planned funeral outfit to the very person you were screenshotting? What kind of chaos would that unleash? Because I just did that, and now I might need a new wardrobe.
I always knew being prepared for anything was my strong suit. But do you ever think about what would happen if you accidentally sent a screenshot of your planned funeral outfit to the very person you were screenshotting? What kind of chaos would that unleash? Because I just did that, and now I might need a new wardrobe.
i was literally texting my friend about how much i dislike the smell of cucumber. like, WHO thought that was a good idea? and i hit send to the wrong person. i just dropped an unsolicited cucumber rant on my crush. they responded with "interesting take" and now i have to live with that for the rest of my life.