We were supposed to study together for our finals. Same topics. Same test. Same pain. 📝 Situationship goals right?… or so I thought. But then he started acting weird. Like… weird weird. He started closing his tabs the second I leaned over. Tilting his screen away like I was trying to steal

It started innocently enough. We matched on a dating app—his profile said he was “entrepreneurial,” “goal-oriented,” and a “visionary.” Okay, a bit cringey, but I figured it just meant he was ambitious. Our first date was nice. He picked a trendy café, insisted on paying, and talked about his dr

This morning, I woke up with one goal: Be that girl. Not “reply all emails” girl. Not “5AM gym” girl. Just “go for a short hot girl walk and reset my life” girl. So I tied my hair. Picked a playlist (Laufey > therapy). Wore sneakers I found under my bed. Tote bag? Empty. It’s for ✨visual ba