not gonna lie, my sibling just brought home an award for "Best Personality" from their quirky acting class. meanwhile, the only thing I've won this year is an argument with a sandwich - yes, I ate the whole thing. I swear my parents lit a firework in celebration and I couldn't even get a “hey, good try” out of them. I think I should start collecting my participation trophies for talking to the fri...
if you feel like you are in a never-ending tunnel right now, just remember that every tunnel has an end, and you are capable of reaching the light. #YouAreNotAlone #InnerStrength #YouMatter
so i just found out about the santos vs corinthians match and it hit me hard. like, three days ago my crush left me on read for saying i might love them, and then casually responded with “lol,” as if that made it all okay. now here i am, emotionally preparing for a CLASSIC that has more passion than any of my last three relationships combined. i’m really starting to believe i might be more invested in sports drama than my own life drama. maybe it’s all just a sign that love is as unpredictable as a penalty shootout. can i score a goal with someone who thinks “lol” is an appropriate response? the truth hurts more than watching a penalty miss. #SantosVsCorinthians #relationshipdrama
so i just found out about the santos vs corinthians match and it hit me hard. like, three days ago my crush left me on read for saying i might love them, and then casually responded with “lol,” as if that made it all okay. now here i am, emotionally preparing for a CLASSIC that has more passion than any of my last three relationships combined. i’m really starting to believe i might be more invested in sports drama than my own life drama. maybe it’s all just a sign that love is as unpredictable as a penalty shootout. can i score a goal with someone who thinks “lol” is an appropriate response? the truth hurts more than watching a penalty miss. #SantosVsCorinthians #relationshipdrama
Story Name: "I Discovered My Mother Kidnapped Me When I Was A Baby" Part 3 of 5 Panic claws at my throat as I fumble with the tattered papers. "Mom," I call out, my voice trembling like a fragile glass about to shatter. The moment feels suffocating, like the walls are closing in. I can hear her footsteps approaching, slow and oblivious. In a burst of adrenaline, I shove the papers into my pocke...