Month: November 2025

The cottage smelled of damp and mould. The floor creaked with every step, and in the corner you could

¡Jorge, esto es una broma! ¿Otra vez con tu madre? ¿Y qué sugieres? ¿Dejarla en el frío, sin luz ni agua?

Dear Diary, What a garden, what a whisper? What garden? What are you murmuring about? I asked, rolling

The night I stepped out onto the rainslick streets of Manchesters outskirts, I had no idea where I was heading.

I had grown weary of endless outings, fleeting flings, and ceaseless dates. When I met Emilybright, witty

Emma, you and your husband share equal blame for the divorce, the therapist says, looking straight into my eyes.

June 12, 2025 Its been a strange few months, and I feel compelled to put the events down while theyre

When I married Arthur, I honestly believed love and respect would be the bedrock of our life together.

I was exhausted by endless flings, onenight stand after onenight stand, and an unending parade of dates.

Do you want my husband? Hes all yours! I heard my wife say with a grin to the stranger who had just appeared