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I drove rideshare for five years to support my girlfriend. Then a car put me in the hospital, and she pointed at me and said: "We're just friends." Overseas, hanging off her rich new boyfriend, she looked down at me and said, "Blake didn't mean to hit you. Quit while you're ahead, take the money, and get lost." I smiled, grabbed him by the hair, and put his head into the wall. After they deported me, the Ride-to-Real-Estate System woke up in my head. A few years later I was the richest man in the world, living off rent, and the gold digger came crawling back. "You got even more handsome." My new little sister laughed out loud. "Honestly, I'm jealous of her complexion. She lays it on s

“Yeah, but you know how my dad seems sweet. I would much rather have the ugly be upfront versus hidden behind a paper-thin smile.” “I get what you mean. It’s better to dance with the devil than to dance with an angel with devil horns.” “You say the weirdest things.” “Ha, ha yeah I do but its true. Its basically saying everything that glitters isn’t gold.” “Who wants gold anyway? Glitter is much better. You get it everywhere and it stays.” “Girl, you’re crazy. But look.” She pulled up a picture on her phone and showed her best friend. “This is Jason. He’s fifteen and he goes to the high school.”

Don't be blinded, all that glitters isn't gold. Well well well, we have all seen how this two couples life is going to be, it is not going to be all mushy and blah blah blah... but only time will tell right.. don't think you already know the end of this book it is twisted... and after now don't think you still know how it will end cause Like i said it is twisted. Just keep voting, commenting and sharing. I love you guys so much... 🥰🥰🥰... Kizzez🥰🥰

Americus looks scandalized. "None? Absolutely not. That is not allowed. Mine is musical theater slash event planning slash being generally fabulous. And glitter. Glitter is non-negotiable." She waves her hand in demonstration and releases another small cloud of sparkles onto the floor. Despite myself, I feel something shift at the corner of my mouth. "Glitter counts as a thing?" "Glitter is the thing," Americus says, with the absolute conviction of someone stating a law of physics. "It is joy in physical form. You cannot be sad when you are covered in sparkles. Science fact."

Club Gold. The name alone feels like a taunt, a reminder of the gilded cage I find myself in. The gold glitters, the champagne flows, and the beautiful people dance to a thumping beat. But behind the façade of luxury, I can sense the darkness, the secrets, the unspoken threats. Keith dropped me off hours ago, his face etched with a tension he couldn’t quite conceal. He mumbled something about needing to handle business and promised to make it up to me later. But I could see the guilt in his eyes, the flicker of something he wasn’t willing to share. He hasn’t called or texted since. Evelyn has been my constant companion, a shadow guiding me through the labyrinthine corridors of Club Gold.

It is true that,"all that glitters isn't gold."Looking at Dinny and Lebo's relationship from the distance,one would think of it as a perfect one.Dinny,was a second born in her family.Her father had been a troublesome one,a man that never helped their mom in the upbringing of their children.He was only devoted to women outside his marriage while his family suffered.

I write not only for myself, but for you too! To continue Hollis and Whitney's adventure through life, be sure to check out "Not All Who Wander Are Lost", the sequel to "Not All That Glitters."

she whispered, “and not all that glitters is gold…” Diego smiled warmly and finished the thought, “But sometimes… all that glitters is your stepdad.” They both chuckled softly and threw pillows at each other.

Leonardo clicks his tongue and mutters under his breath, “Can’t believe I lost to this. How embarrassing.” “The man in orange is bad, Goldie. You need to punish him, or else,” The voice from the speaker says in a reprimanding manner, almost like scolding a child. Goldie groans. He staggers as he tries to stand up straight. Leonardo watches him with his guard up, steadily walking backwards. He wasn’t sure what they were planning with Goldie, but it does not look appealing.

It's amazing how she sees herself so differently when everyone around her dislikes her. "Hate to break it to you, Claire, but I'm afraid not everyone who witnessed your delusion agrees with you. You see, no one is perfect, everyone has their flaws and weaknesses. And honey, those who brag, don't have. If you keep saying how successful, how rich and how awesome your life is, then darling, your insecurity is showing. And what's with that gold metaphor? Don't you know that nothing lasts forever? Gold or no gold, you must always know the difference between being honestly pure gold or just simply gold-plated. You must understand that not everything is set in stone, what you call gold right now is