My roommate refused to take out the trash, so I placed the leaking bag right on the driver's seat of his car.

I watch long-form YouTube tutorials on how to build complex cabin houses in the woods while eating gummy bears.

A neighbor keeps parking over the line into my designated spot, so I started leaving polite notes written in glitter gel pen.

I didn't correct the bank teller when she gave me an extra twenty dollars back in change.

I still have your voicemail saved on an old phone in my drawer, and I listen to it whenever I feel completely alone.

I matched with my neighborhood crush’s son on a dating app by mistake. We’ve been texting secretly for a week, and the banter is dangerously good.

I memorized your coffee order down to the exact number of pumps of vanilla syrup.

I let my roommate take the full blame and deposit loss for breaking our landlord's custom glass door.

Our company's biggest client is leaving us next month, but leadership is keeping it a secret until after stock vesting dates.

My mother-in-law thinks she lost her vintage emerald brooch at the charity gala. I sold it to pay off the gambling debts my husband is trying to hide from his firm.

I know your exact commute schedule by heart and pretend to check my mail whenever your car passes my house.

im gay asf lmao

I found out my husband’s "late night business meetings" were taking place in the parking lot of our neighborhood gym with my married personal trainer.

I deliberately leave my office door open when my crush walks down the hallway so I can catch his eye in the glass reflection.

Every time I look at old childhood photos, it feels like I am mourning people who are still very much alive.