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“It’s called impostor syndrome,” Scarlett said in a soft voice. “It’s the most common psychological problem actors have to face. And this is especially true for actors who are good at their jobs. People praise us so much that we start doubting their words.” “I’m not a psycho,” I retorted. “I don’t have any issues.” Scarlett gave me an unimpressed look but didn’t argue. Her fixed stare was enough to make me avert my gaze. “Have you ever faced this impostor syndrome?” I…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- Somehow, the announcement of our engagement and pregnancy pushed every mention of my birthday to the side. It was as if that no longer mattered, and to be fair, I agreed. Mum let out a delighted gasp as she took Scarlett’s hand, her eyes sparkling, just like the lilac stone she was admiring. “I love that ring. I would’ve loved to give you something ancestral, but Troy never told me his intentions.” She shot me one of her mild glares, the kind she used when she was scolding me without really…
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- January 2009, Beverly Hilton Hotel, Los Angeles, CA, USA The ballroom fell into an expectant hush as the presenter tore open the envelope. “And the Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actress goes to… Kate Winslet for .” The crowd erupted into applause. Winslet kissed her husband quickly, her face alight with joy, before making her way to the stage in a graceful stride. “Strange,” Mum murmured beside me, sipping her champagne. “I thought she’d be winning one for her lead performance…
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- NovaKnight: While I totally hate that someone violated Troy’s privacy, you can’t deny his kids are way too cute. I want a set of my own. SereneDreamer: I’m arguably Troy’s number one fan, but even I cringed when I heard him singing about Scarlett’s private parts. Some things should remain private. LunaBliss: I don’t know, I kinda liked that song. It was a little crass, but Troy has such a clean, godly image that he almost feels human now that he’s messed things up with the pussy song. I…
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- Rose McGowan sat at the edge of the couch, fingers worrying the hem of her sleeve. The mansion smelled amazing, a faint mix of honey, rose, and jasmine. Yet, she wasn’t comforted by it at all. She had been in this position too many times to pretend she did not know what might follow. From an early age she had been aware of her good looks. Wherever she went, someone always mentioned them. So when an agent promised a big break in Hollywood before she turned eighteen, she had said yes without thinking.…
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“Don’t worry, mister,” a panicked man shouted as he ran toward me. “I’ve called an ambulance. Everything’s going to be okay.” I scoffed weakly, even as pain screamed through every nerve in my body. Nothing was going to save me now. I lay sprawled on the asphalt, half my body crushed beneath the massive wheel of a delivery truck. The smell of burnt rubber mixed with gasoline hung heavy in the air, and somewhere nearby, a car horn kept blaring nonstop, as if honking would somehow remove…- 31.2 K • Ongoing
- “I’m telling you, Rose, it will happen this time. Mark my words, we’ll trap the son of a bitch for sure,” said Melissa Gillis, the investigator Rose had been working with. Her tone carried the kind of conviction that came only after months of frustration. “It helps that the woman we have asked for help this time around is a complete professional and knows what she’s getting into,” added Anthony Hernandez, Melissa’s partner, his voice steady but his eyes betraying fatigue. Rose only…
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- Taylor looked around nervously. The room was packed in a way that only happened on one of the most stacked nights of the month for American music. Wherever you looked, you could spot a superstar somewhere. Beyoncé chatted near the bar with Jay-Z, Lady Gaga wore a unique outfit that caught every camera flash, and Britney Spears conversed with Madonna against a backdrop of giant screens looping past VMA highlights. It was the kind of room that screamed fame. So it was understandable why Taylor felt a…
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- Bill, the editor of Friday the 13th, leaned back in his chair with the kind of pride only a veteran could carry. The small editing room around us was the first time I had been in a setup like this, and I was beyond excited to learn something new. Reels of film were stacked in metal cans along the walls, giving the place a faint smell of celluloid and dust. “Film editing is the most crucial part of making a movie,” Bill said passionately. His voice echoed a little in the cramped space. “I can’t…
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- Scarlett stared at me with her mouth slightly open, completely stunned. For a moment, she looked frozen in time. I stayed on one knee for almost a full minute, waiting patiently, but she still didn’t say anything. The silence felt heavier with every passing second. "Yes, no, maybe?" I asked finally. "Come on, say something. My knee is hurting." "Get up then," she instructed, sounding composed again. "Let’s discuss this before I answer you." That was not what I expected. I hadn’t ever…
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