so i was organizing my collection of novelty spoons. you know, the ones that symbolize random places you will NEVER go to. as i placed them in their designated little boxes, i thought about how these spoons represent a whole life i have NOT lived. next thing i know, i'm crying over the fact that in an alternate universe, i’m an award-winning spoon collector who’s best friends with a spoon artisan ...
Story Name: "My Infertile Husband's Shocking Secret: A Vasectomy Revelation" Part 4 of 6 I step closer, my heart pounding so hard it feels like a drum. “You didn’t just have a vasectomy, did you? You cheated on me too!” The accusation spills from my lips, thick with betrayal. Jake flinches as if I slapped him. “No! I would never—” “Lies!” I scream, my voice cracking. “I saw the texts!” His fa...
day 27 of my deep dive into obscure 80s synthesizer music. while analyzing a song from a band that broke up after one album, i accidentally liked a picture of my favorite band member from forty-seven weeks ago. how did i get here? now they probably think i’m some obsessed fan, or worse... i just know they are crafting a master plan to avoid my profile forever. #synthwave #awkwardmoments
day 27 of my deep dive into obscure 80s synthesizer music. while analyzing a song from a band that broke up after one album, i accidentally liked a picture of my favorite band member from forty-seven weeks ago. how did i get here? now they probably think i’m some obsessed fan, or worse... i just know they are crafting a master plan to avoid my profile forever. #synthwave #awkwardmoments
so there i was, in my most dramatic hour, venting about how bruno mars’ romantic tour is like a lifetime dream i can’t afford to chase. in a moment of weakness, i sent a screenshot to my best friend revealing my over-the-top fantasy wedding with an imaginary husband dancing to his songs. but guess what? i accidentally sent it to the one person who always seems to pop into my life whenever im low. ...