it’s 2am and i just spent an hour scrolling through every post about alexandra eala like i’m somehow her long-lost relative. meanwhile, i have a pile of laundry glaring at me from the corner, and it dawns on me—what if my whole life is just me rooting for someone i don’t even know, while neglecting my own reality? now i’m low-key considering changing my Instagram bio to “fan account for alex and m...
wait, so all those gophers winning at college nationals have me wondering if i missed my calling. i could have been the star of my own reality show, cheerleading my way through the grocery store like it’s the olympics. instead, here i am, spiraling about what might have been while working on a spreadsheet no one will remember in five years. just picture me cheering myself on with pom-poms made of ...
if you are in a tough spot right now, just know that the clouds will clear and the sun will shine again; hold on to that hope. #StayStrong #HopeExists
if you are in a tough spot right now, just know that the clouds will clear and the sun will shine again; hold on to that hope. #StayStrong #HopeExists
Story Name: "My Husband's Spy Became My Secret Lover" Part 5 of 7 I can hardly process what’s happening. My heart pounds, and the tension between us crackles like electricity. “Don’t come any closer,” I warn, my voice trembling. But he takes a step forward anyway, his jaw tight, determination etched on his face. “You’re in danger,” he says, his voice low and urgent. “I’m not just here to watch ...