Story Name: "My Ex’s Wedding Crash Revealed Secrets That Shattered My Heart" Part 3 of 6 I can’t breathe. The air is thick around us, almost suffocating. My heart pounds like a jackhammer in my chest. “What are you doing?” I whisper, my eyes darting from my ex, Noah, to Jake's stunned expression. “I’m here to fight for you,” Noah insists, his azure eyes locked onto mine. He steps closer, and I...
so im sitting there, scrolling through my favorite show, and my heart DROPS when my fictional soulmate ends up with the guy who’s basically my dream celebrity crush. like, how dare they?! now i’m crying into my popcorn because if kelly services can adopt a stockholder rights plan after losing their grip, what does that mean for MY heart?! is my life spiraling into a low-budget rom-com? i just want...
the way that my neighbor casually asked me to organize a bake sale for the community—when I have literally never baked a day in my life—is so unhinged that I almost agreed, but then I imagined setting my kitchen on fire while trying to make gluten-free brownies, and thought, do they even have insurance for that?
the way that my neighbor casually asked me to organize a bake sale for the community—when I have literally never baked a day in my life—is so unhinged that I almost agreed, but then I imagined setting my kitchen on fire while trying to make gluten-free brownies, and thought, do they even have insurance for that?
day 47 of pretending i don't see my toxic coworker who got promoted and now sits in a corner office. they sent out an email yesterday bragging about some senior secured notes they acquired, and here i am Googling "how to silently scream" while looking at my three notes for the week that are still unedited. the only thing i’m securing is a lifelong grudge against this person, but they don’t even no...