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In 2024, one of my closest friends came to me with what he described as the biggest opportunity of his life.
He had found a business project he was convinced would completely change his financial situation.
He needed $50,000 to get started.
I didn't have that kind of money sitting around, so lending it to him wasn't a casual decision. I had to move some of my savings around, and honestly, I was nervous about it.
But he was my friend.
We had known each other for years, and he kept telling me this wasn't a handout.
Give me two years, he said. I will pay every dollar back.
He even put the repayment agreement in writing.
So I trusted him.
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Arizona retweeted
Sympathy blòwjòb for husband’s friend
My husband’s friend came over to visit this past weekend. He’s been having a tough time lately. He was a really successful exec very high up at a large firm for 15 years and has been having trouble finding a new job after being laid off two years ago.
His mom is suffering from health issues and his girlfriend is on the cusp of breaking up with him because she’s a gold digger.
Arizona retweeted
Four months… four months of hooking up and I’d never said that word out loud and it came out as a reflex..
Four months of hooking up every weekend and he'd always pulled out. Always asked "where" right before and I'd say "stomach" or "my tìts" or once memorably "anywhere just please" which is not helpful information but he figured it out. It was our routine. It was safe. I'd never even considered the alternative.
His bedroom smelled like that blue Glade plug-in and clean sheets because he always changed them before I came over which I thought was sweet in a way I tried not to examine too closely. We'd been at it for a while, started with him going down on me on the edge of the bed, then I rode him for a bit, then he flipped me over and was behind me with one hand on my hip and the other pressing between my shoulder blades and I was face down gripping his pillow and it smelled like him and the sèx was so good I was seeing spots.
"Where should I cùm," he said and his voice was strained and his thrusts were getting uneven and I could feel him swelling inside me and my body was doing that tightening thing where everything focuses down to one point.
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I was working a restaurant shift when my coworker suddenly approached me, looking distressed.
She told me her sister was on the way because her heart didn’t feel right. Then she started stumbling around like she could barely stand.
I got concerned and told her to sit down until her sister arrived.
A few minutes later, her sister showed up with her boyfriend and asked me to grab my coworker’s belongings because she was afraid she might fall.
I grabbed everything, thinking we were dealing with a genuine medical emergency.
Then I watched the three of them walk over to a table in my section and sit down.
I figured she probably needed a minute to recover before they took her to the hospital.
I went back to work, hoping she would be okay.
Then they called me over.
Arizona retweeted
店員： 「お会計は12,800円です。」
客： 「すみません。この料理、注文していません。」
店員： 「こちらの伝票には、お客様のテーブル番号が記載されています。」
客： 「私は焼き魚定食しか頼んでいません。刺身の盛り合わせなんて食べていませんよ。」
店員： 「確認いたします。少々お待ちください。」
（店員が厨房に戻る。）
店員： 「申し訳ありません。別のお客様の注文が間違って入力されていたようです。」
客： 「では、正しい金額をお願いします。」
店員： 「かしこまりました。3,200円です。」
客： 「……それと、店長を呼んでもらえますか？」
Arizona retweeted
A recruiter kept calling me after I refused to show my driver’s license during a job interview. The more they explained, the less comfortable I became.
I recently applied for a remote role advertised at $120K–$130K a year.
An agency scheduled a 15-minute interview for 5 PM. I expected a quick technical screening, but the conversation barely touched my skills.
The interviewer kept their camera off and spent most of the call asking about my location, salary expectations, and availability.
Then we discussed compensation.
The recruiter had initially mentioned $120K–$130K. During the interview, the interviewer described a $120K base salary plus $12K in annual variable compensation, paid quarterly.
When I asked how the variable pay was calculated, they said employees typically received between 70% and 90% of it.
I asked them to send the compensation structure in writing so I could understand the offer properly.
Then came the strange part.
Arizona retweeted
I slept with a woman who had been helping me pay my school fees, and I didn’t realize how complicated things would become until she asked me to choose between her and my girlfriend.
She was 29, financially comfortable, and someone I’d met through a family friend. She knew I was a student struggling to make ends meet, and she’d offered to help me when I needed it most.
At first, I saw her as someone who genuinely cared about my future.
Arizona retweeted
i organized our ten-year reunion, and the one question on the sign-up form was "what were you secretly scared of in high school?"
it was anonymous. i figured people would write things like "algebra" or "the prom." 118 classmates answered, and i planned to read a few out loud at dinner as a joke.
when i sorted the responses on friday night, one answer showed up 61 times, spelled the same way every time.
at the reunion, i stood at the mic, said "okay, the most common answer was..." and read it out.
"brandon pike."
the room went completely silent. a fork dropped somewhere. then, from the back table, a very tall man in a Little League windbreaker slowly stood up.
Arizona retweeted
I listed my old laptop on Facebook Marketplace for $350
A girl messaged within an hour
Said she needed it for school and could pick it up that day
She came
Looked at it
I turned it on in front of her so she could see it worked
She paid cash and left
Three days later she messaged me saying it was broken and she wanted her money back
Arizona retweeted
The electric bill for January was $412, and I almost threw up in the lobby of our apartment building.
It had been $138 the January before. Same two-bedroom apartment, same thermostat, same two people splitting the $1,900 rent.
My roommate Brielle and I had always been fine. The utilities were in my name because I'd signed up first, so I paid the bills and she Venmo'd me her half. We left each other sticky notes, shared groceries, and had never had a serious fight.
Then her boyfriend Tyler started spending almost every night at our apartment.
His shoes stayed by the door. His protein powder took over half the pantry. His truck was in our parking spot when I left for work and when I came home. His toothbrush had been in the cup by the sink for three weeks.
One Saturday, I walked into the kitchen and found him making eggs in his boxers like he owned the place.
I didn't care that he visited. I cared that our electricity bill had tripled.
"Hey, Bri, do you think we could adjust the utilities a little? Tyler's here pretty often now."
She didn't even look up from her phone.
"He's a guest. The lease literally allows guests."
"He's here almost every night."
"He's visiting." She gave me a tight smile. "Please don't make this weird."
I let it go for another week.
Then, one Thursday night, I opened Venmo to pay my phone bill and noticed Brielle's transactions were public.
The first payment I saw was from Tyler.
$600. rent 💕
I stared at it.
Then I scrolled up.
Another $600. rent 💕
Another one the month before that.
I kept scrolling until I reached the previous October.
Fourteen payments. One every month. Not a single one missing.
I opened my calculator.
$600 × 14 = $8,400.
For fourteen months, Tyler had been paying Brielle $600 a month to live in our apartment.
And she'd let me believe he was just a guest while I paid half the bills for both of them…..
Arizona retweeted
He said "don't look down" right before the rope bridge swayed.
My hand slipped and landed on his chest. His heartbeat was louder than the river below. He didn't move it away.
We were strangers 3 hours ago.
Now I'm memorizing the scar on his jaw and the way he says my name like he's testing it. He offered his jacket. I said I wasn't cold. We both knew I was lying.
Midway, the wind hit hard.
He pulled me close, not like a hero, like someone scared to lose something he just found. "Stay," he whispered. It wasn't about the bridge anymore.
On the other side, he finally let go.
Then he turned and said, "I know you. From 6 years ago, Delhi airport. You left without saying goodbye." My whole past just walked back in.
Arizona retweeted
My mom joined the Navy in 1943 because her father beat her, and my grandmother walked her to the recruiting office to make sure she got away.
I only heard the full story when I was in my forties. Mom doesn't talk about her childhood much, and when she does, she keeps it short, like she's reading off a list.
She grew up in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Her father, Frank, drank every night. Mom said you could tell what kind of night it would be by the sound of the front door. If it slammed, you went upstairs. He went after her and Gram both, and nobody on that street said a word about it. People didn't back then.
Arizona retweeted
I Got on My Knees in a Supply Closet and Swallowed a Guest’s Husband’s Load
I bartend at a hotel pool in the summers. Bikini top and shorts. This couple was at the bar, she was loud and rude, called me eye candy when I mixed up their drinks, said that’s what happens when they hire pretty girls instead of real bartenders. Her husband looked tired and embarrassed.
She went to the bathroom and he came over to apologize. Said she does this everywhere. I asked if he wanted to help me carry something in the back. He followed me to the supply closet. I closed the door, dropped to my knees, and undid his belt before he could say much.
Arizona retweeted
The sofa was soaked.
My wife was face-down, hips jacked high.
Another man drove his fat cock into her dripping cunt from behind.
His thick sack swung and struck her hard with every brutal thrust. Both hands dug deep into her flesh.
She twisted around, saw me, and shoved her ass back into him harder.
He growled and kept driving.
Arizona retweeted
The undefined version only lasts as long as one person is willing to carry the uncertainty alone.
You can keep protecting the grey area, or you can say what you want and let their response show you the truth.
Have you ever stayed because the not knowing felt safer than hearing a clear no?
Come SpeakWithLily
Arizona retweeted
Sokka’s ability to detect vibrations through trees raises an interesting question about his background.
Having grown up in the Southern Water Tribe surrounded purely by ice and snow, he had no practical reason or opportunity to master forest tracking. Furthermore, without seismic sensing or airbending to assist him, he had to rely entirely on non-magical skill. While Sokka’s resourcefulness is unmatched, it begs the question: was this a technique he absorbed during his travels with Team Avatar, or is there a aspect of Southern Water Tribe survival lore that fans frequently overlook
Arizona retweeted
I’m 36, and a man I’d been texting for five days told me he’d forgotten his wallet on our first date. The bartender told me it wasn’t the first time he’d “forgotten” it.
His name was Caleb. We matched on a Thursday, and by Friday he was sending me songs he said reminded him of me. He asked about my night shifts at the hospital, remembered that I hate cilantro, and once wrote, Text me when you get home safe. I mean it.
I hadn’t had someone say that to me in a long time.
On Monday, he suggested drinks on Saturday.
Caleb: “There’s a rooftop place I love. I’ll get us a good spot. You’ve been taking care of everyone all week. Let someone take care of you for once.”
I almost cried over a text message. That’s how starved I was.
I drove myself, just like my sister had told me to. When I got there, he was already waiting, with a table by the railing and the city lit up behind him.
Caleb: “Naomi. You’re even better in person.”
He stood, hugged me, and pulled out my chair. For the first hour, I couldn’t find a single flaw. He listened, he laughed, and he asked follow-up questions about things I’d said days earlier.
Me: “You actually remember all that?”
Caleb: “I pay attention to the things that matter.”
Then the bartender came by to see if we wanted food. Caleb ordered for both of us, the wings, the flatbread, and two rounds of the most expensive cocktails on the menu.
Caleb: “Get whatever you want tonight. My treat.”
I noticed the bartender’s name tag said Rosa. I also noticed that she looked at Caleb for a second too long. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
An hour later, the check came. Caleb reached for his back pocket, and his face fell in a way that looked rehearsed.
Caleb: “Oh no. Naomi, I am so embarrassed. I left my wallet in my other jacket.”
Me: “It’s okay.”
Caleb: “I’ll Venmo you tomorrow. First thing. I swear.”
It was $168. I paid, because what was I supposed to do, make a scene? He thanked me three times and squeezed my hand.
I went to the restroom to breathe. When I came out, Rosa was waiting by the sink, pretending to wipe the counter.
Rosa: “Hey. Can I say something, and you don’t have to answer?”
Me: “Okay…”
Rosa: “He’s been here four Fridays and Saturdays in a row. Different woman every time. Every time, the wallet’s in the other jacket.”