"The underground, somewhere, beneath those lights, these streets - there's a hum."
-Flatliners [paraphrased]
A tale as old as time. Good for you for having your own back in situations like those. They can go from zero to *this is very bad what is happening* in less time than it takes to blink your eyes. We've all seen the end of Requiem For A Dream.
And you don’t need a man to tell you this. It is hardwired, like the space shuttle or the kill switch on a subway train. Your emergency life support systems kicked in just as it was supposed to. You have agency. You believed in yourself. And you expressed it through the character wonderfully. So excited to walk at the Le Mans of your business. The peek into the room where modesty disappears and you are basically treated like an automobile being painted and paneled on an assembly line. The twist at the end. The denouement. The close. It’s a perfect Freytag’s Triangle. You have talent.
These places are everywhere for the monied rich. The underground, somewhere, beneath the streets, there's a hum. So thankful that you found your way out safe and back to the light.
Camilla omg that’s my name and my last name starts with the same letter😂😂 absolute jumpscare! Okey let me read this now
😳all characters are purely fictional !
"The underground, somewhere, beneath those lights, these streets - there's a hum."
-Flatliners [paraphrased]
A tale as old as time. Good for you for having your own back in situations like those. They can go from zero to *this is very bad what is happening* in less time than it takes to blink your eyes. We've all seen the end of Requiem For A Dream.
And you don’t need a man to tell you this. It is hardwired, like the space shuttle or the kill switch on a subway train. Your emergency life support systems kicked in just as it was supposed to. You have agency. You believed in yourself. And you expressed it through the character wonderfully. So excited to walk at the Le Mans of your business. The peek into the room where modesty disappears and you are basically treated like an automobile being painted and paneled on an assembly line. The twist at the end. The denouement. The close. It’s a perfect Freytag’s Triangle. You have talent.
These places are everywhere for the monied rich. The underground, somewhere, beneath the streets, there's a hum. So thankful that you found your way out safe and back to the light.
Thanks for this. Keep on and godspeed. +1
I’m invested and ready for chapter 2.
omg I love this! more on her pls😍
TY! More will definitely be coming
Beware of older creepy rich dudes
Mystery men.
I really liked this! I wonder who Gabriela is!!!
Ha! Yes, who is Gabriela?!
The private party at Hell’a kitchen made me laugh😂
And I am turning that age in a month💀
Let me be the first to wish u a happy happy 🎉🎂🥳