Elevator Pitch

by Evelyn Leigh

Keith for twenty-five dollars. I assume he’d like to be reimbursed for that rubber dog toy of a steak he ordered me. Well-done steak and dog toys are basically the same thing. He left a note that simply states, “You are a bitch.”

I know you fucking lying

As expected, I’ve got quite a bit of mail waiting for me. All I thought about this week was ‘my mom is coming to town’ and couldn’t care less about anything else. I made sure my house was spotless, and the guest room was up to par. I created the illusion that no one lives there by hiding all the unsightly crap in closets and under the beds like normal people do. Now, it looks like I live in a staged apartment and my mom is under the assumption that I’m an adult who has their shit together.

This hit just a little too hard for me

He extends a hand to her and wraps the other around his wrist, she joins him in a handshake.

What I want you to understand is that you can have it all whenever you stop standing in your own damn way. You’re in your own way, Selah. Look at everything you’ve built for yourself. Greyson doesn’t want to take anything away from you. He wants to give you more.”

Please get a sunflower tattoo