Leah texted me. Hey Mila found something you might like!!!!

I wipe my tears, peering into my phone. A fortune tellers number. I scoff.

Everyone thought that me and Austin were soulmates. To be honest, I thought that too.

The way he would stare into my eyes. I would feel so lost I couldn’t even bring myself to call for help.

If we are actually meant to be together maybe this fortune teller will...

A movement caught my eye. I turned down to see a small piece of paper blowing down the street. I always used to pick up garbage on the street, I care about the environment. I decided not to this time. After my break up with Anna, I felt like I was losing myself. Then I turned around again, deciding to pick up the paper after all. I couldn’t let my heartbreak change every standard I held myself to....

A synthetic voice announced “distance 6 kilometres, pace 5minutes and 46 seconds, time 36 minutes and 32 seconds”. He craned his upper body over his knees, catching his breath. The moment of exhausting relief halted when he remembered her soccer practice was tonight.

His heart dropped into his stomach and he considered releasing a terrifying cry, or throwing his iPhone down the middle of the cem...

A phone number in a fortune cookie? I might be too drunk. Are these even numbers? I take a deep breath, raise my head level with my shoulders, and try that stupid fucking breathing technique for about nine seconds before deciding again that it’s useless.

But my vision does clear enough for me to read the fortune from the cookie, and it is definitely a phone number. What is this? Do I have to cal...

It had been days, weeks even since we had last talked but it seemed as if James would never want to talk again. I loved him, he didn't love me. He'd rather go out with a cheerleader. A dirty, snobby, backstabbing, popular cheerleader. What did he not like about me? I wasn't snobby and respected him. I'm smart but not a nerd, well known but not popular, and I wasn't controlling, I let him hang out...

⚠️T/W⚠️: mention or murder and S/A

Numb is all I’ve felt for months. Cold plain numb. I’ve been through many break ups in my lifetime but one like this one, this one one very messy and I haven’t been able to leave my house for weeks at a time sense. But today I finally decided to go out. I threw on a comfy sweatshirt with my favorite shorts that curve around my body nicely. I locked up my hose th...

Sophia knew that Joel needed time, maybe so did she. That was not comfort at this point in the breakup, it was too soon to feel comfort. Different…that’s what she needs. “Calgon take me away!”

On the advice of her happily married, white picket fence, mother of 2 friend Melanie, Sophia decided to seek out a local fortune teller after finding the number mysteriously tucked away in what once was Joe...

"Does it get better?"

There was silence on the other end of the line. I thought I heard someone breathing. Maybe it was my own breath, heavy with tears and snot.

"I just want to know if it gets better," I say again. "Not if they come back, not if... I'm alone forever, just... does it get better?"

Silence again. And then the faint clatter of dice.

"Yes," said a low voice through the phone. "It ...

When I broke up with my girlfriend, it didn’t go as expected. She said something I wished she hadn’t. I did something she thought I wouldn’t. Next thing you know, I was digging a hole in a remote location and dumping her body in. As breakups go, I’ve had better, as had she.

While removing all traces of her existence from my house, I came across a business card for a psychic who offered a fre...

Wow, laying in the middle of a street, crying, waiting for something to end me. Why? Just because of a boy? As I laid there waiting, all my thoughts of him came to my brain. The good, the bad, the up’s, the down’s. All of it. I just want it to end.

“Well nothings happening… so I might as well look at the place where my final breaths will be.” A sigh escaped me, and I looked around a little bit. W...