They* said I couldn't do it. They** were wrong.
*I am they. Everyone else was really supportive.
**Me again. Can't stress enough how kind people were to me.
A few weeks ago we got a few fruit flies and they have multiplied and grown stronger… with each passing day I am growing more and more unhinged because of this. Please offer any advice/solutions other than burning down my entire home.
Not a short story but a story that haunt me until the day I die is the girl on Tik Tok who wondered if nail clippers can cut through teeth (turns out, they can)
good morning to every english teacher who woke up this morning like “today’s the day I assign a short story that will haunt them till the day they die”
i dont simply go through airport security. i have a goal. i want everyone in line to be blown away by my efficiency. i want to be celebrated as i push my belongings across the table. i want TSA to offer me a job (i’ll decline). i want people talking about me at their gate. glory.
Emails from my apartment but they get more and more unhinged each day…
(These have all been this weekend. I’ve blocked out the name of the apartment since I actually love the complex)