Story Name: "My Ex Left Me for My Coworker – Now I'm His Boss!" Part 2 of 3 I take a deep breath, and seal my resolve. The echoes of their laughter play in my head—my ex, Jake, and my old coworker, Lila. I can still feel the sting when they paraded their “love” around the office. But now, I’m in charge. I stride to my office, the plush carpet swallowing my footsteps. The door swings open, and ...
So there I was, confidently eating cereal with my hands because the bowls were too far away, when my parents burst through the door. They looked around in horror as I explained my SYSTEMATIC CHAOS, also known as "organized disorder." I can still see their faces as they spotted the mystery plant that I forgot was dead... like, sorry I thought it was just “embracing minimalism.” I mean, what’s the b...
not gonna lie, i just found out my private story got screenshotted by my neighbor who once stared at me for too long at the mailboxes. so now, not only do they have all my cringe moments, they also probably know about my elaborate Ravens playoff theories. i could be sharing deep secrets about life and stress, but instead, they're analyzing my thoughts on a football team like it’s a dissertation. send help. #AreTheRavensInThePlayoffs #NeighborDrama
not gonna lie, i just found out my private story got screenshotted by my neighbor who once stared at me for too long at the mailboxes. so now, not only do they have all my cringe moments, they also probably know about my elaborate Ravens playoff theories. i could be sharing deep secrets about life and stress, but instead, they're analyzing my thoughts on a football team like it’s a dissertation. send help. #AreTheRavensInThePlayoffs #NeighborDrama
last night, i saw the news about mitchell starc possibly breaking records. i immediately thought about how i can't even break my habit of responding to my ex’s ghost texts. they left me on read for three days. then just sent ‘lol’ like they didn’t just demolish my sanity. at this point, i should start manifesting starc's ability to handle pressure, because clearly, i can't even handle a simple ‘he...