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My accountability partner, Brooks, and I have a saying: It’s for the plot.
“Sometimes I find more companionship in my characters than I do in people in real life,” I admit.
“Truth or Dare?” “I told you I don’t like that game,” I say. This time, my words are smoother, more subdued. “Answer me,” she challenges, her tone fierce. “Dare.” I can’t handle any more truths tonight. “I dare you to fuck me.”
beautiful. I may have just met the girl of my dreams, but I’ve royally fucked it up, and now I’ll never see her again.
“I ought to bend you over this bar and teach you a lesson for trying to make me jealous like that.” His breath is hot against my ear. I knew he was the bend-you-over type, dammit.
“I can’t believe you framed my picture.” “I can’t believe I found you again.”
“How does he look at me?” “Like you’ve changed his life.”
“You’re like a dream come true.”
Decision fatigue and the constant questioning game my brain plays are exhausting. Sometimes I wish I could crawl out of my own head and take a nap in someone else’s. With a weighted blanket.
i feel this in my bones
