last night, I found out my neighbor, who literally said he wasn’t ready for a relationship, just got ENGAGED six months later — his ring selection was a THING, I thought I was judging a hand in poker, not a lifelong commitment! I feel like I accidentally enrolled in a reality show where I'm the confused contestant scrolling through an app that rates other people's love lives while mine is still bu...
it's not that i have a problem. it's just that i recently discovered i’m still paying for a watercolor painting class i took once and literally cried through. the instructor has probably forgotten my face by now, but here i am living a life where i’m manifesting my art career while quietly staring at a canvas with a melting ice cream cone. it reminds me that ashton agar made it to one hundred game...
not gonna lie, I thought I was pretty great at competitive pigeon racing. I spent months training my bird, Frankie, and wrote an entire blog about it. turns out, while I was out here giving pep talks to a tiny bird, my friends were just telling people I was “going through a phase” like I was trying to adopt a new personality instead of engaging in a legit sport. so yeah, I still haven’t fully processed that.
not gonna lie, I thought I was pretty great at competitive pigeon racing. I spent months training my bird, Frankie, and wrote an entire blog about it. turns out, while I was out here giving pep talks to a tiny bird, my friends were just telling people I was “going through a phase” like I was trying to adopt a new personality instead of engaging in a legit sport. so yeah, I still haven’t fully processed that.
Story Name: "Whispers in the Circle: Trust Shattered" Part 6 of 7 My pulse quickens. “What are you talking about, Jess?” I plead, confusion clouding my mind. She grabs my shoulders, her eyes wide and frantic. “They’re coming for you,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. “I heard them talking. They know everything.” “Who? What do you mean?” My palms are sweaty, and I can’t breathe. The...