spill the tea. keep the secret.
I watch ASMR videos of people organizing messy pantries just to trick my brain into feeling productive.
My mother has been keeping secrets from me for twenty years and I still visit her every week.
I deactivated all my main social media accounts to see who would actually reach out to check on me. Only two people did.
I told my dog he was getting a steak dinner, but I just gave him a regular dog biscuit shaped like a bone.
I secretly hope you and your ex never get back together, even though I pretend to support your happiness.
The head of our IT department accidentally locked himself out of his own admin account and had to call an external consultant.
I memorized your exact laugh so I can tell when you have entered the building before I even turn around.
I get overwhelmingly anxious whenever my phone rings unexpectedly, even if it's just a family member.
I pretended my phone battery died so I wouldn't have to listen to my friend complain about her boyfriend for the 5th time.
I let my group take a failing grade on a presentation because I refused to cover for their missing sections.
My parents still have my college diploma framed on the wall, but I never actually finished my final thesis paper.
My childhood friends started a group chat without me for their annual trip, and seeing photos online felt like a physical blow.
My mother pretends she hates dogs, but she sneaks table scraps to our rescue mutt every single morning.
My old childhood neighborhood is filled with new modern houses now, erasing every memory marker of my youth.
I spend hours building houses in simulation games and then never actually play the game itself.
I've been in love with my gym partner for two years, but they think of me purely as a sibling.
I used a fake name and burner email to critique my company management on an anonymous forum.
I buy the cheap boxed wine and pour it into an expensive glass bottle when guests come over. They always compliment it.
I change the playlist on my phone whenever your favorite song comes on so I don't accidentally listen to it too much.
I finally deleted our photo album today. It didn't feel like closure, it just felt empty.