Angela David
Bio
Writer. Creator. Professional overthinker.
I turn real-life chaos into witty, raw, and relatable reads—served with a side of sarcasm and soul.
Grab a coffee, and dive into stories that make you laugh, think, or feel a little less alone.
Stories (71)
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Lie to Me Beautiful” — A Love Letter to the Ones We Keep Holding Onto
“Tell me I’ll never have to be afraid,” I whispered. You didn’t flinch. You didn’t correct me. You just smiled — that same crooked, painful smile you wear when you want to save someone, even if you’re the one sinking.
By Angela DavidExclusive • 9 months ago
The Moon Was Our Witness
When people talk about love, they usually mean the kind that's allowed. The kind you post about. The kind that gets applause at weddings and anniversary dinners. The kind that doesn't make your heart race in fear every time your phone lights up. The kind that isn't whispered in dark alleys or hidden behind half-closed doors.
By Angela David9 months ago in Poets
Everything I’ve Learned About Men from Their Bathroom Selfies (And Why I’ll Die Single, Thanks)
Let me begin with a trigger warning: If you’ve ever swiped right on a man because he looked semi-normal in a bathroom selfie, this story may cause psychological distress, regret, or spontaneous singlehood.
By Angela DavidExclusive • 9 months ago
My Life Was Falling Apart, So I Bought a Succulent
Let’s rewind to the day I hit rock bottom. Not the dramatic kind where you lose everything and walk barefoot into the ocean with a violin playing in the background. No. Mine was more of a soft collapse, like when you open a bag of chips and half of it spills onto the car floor, and you're too emotionally exhausted to care.
By Angela David9 months ago in Journal
I Didn’t Find Myself. I Built Her from Scratch—with Leftover Trauma and a Glue Gun
Pinterest didn’t prepare me for this kind of DIY project. You know those cute DIY Pinterest boards filled with hand-lettered signs and mason jar fairy lights? Yeah, healing isn’t like that. There’s no pastel backdrop, no satisfying before-and-after transformation shots. What I did? It was more like trying to fix a shattered mirror with a glue gun and a bucket of leftover trauma. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t cute, and it sure as hell wasn’t easy.
By Angela David9 months ago in Motivation
They Called Me Crazy… So I Made a Spreadsheet of Why I’m Right
They said I was dramatic. I said, “Interesting. Let me open Excel.” You know how it starts. You’re in the middle of a perfectly irrational argument with someone who lives in an alternate dimension—like a narcissist, an ex, or your boss who once emailed “Let’s circle back” and then gaslit you for circling back. They twist your words, rewrite history, and serve up emotional manipulation with a smile and a side of “You’re overreacting.”
By Angela DavidExclusive • 9 months ago
The Year I Dated Myself—and Still Got Ghosted
It started as a self-love experiment. You know, one of those “this year I’m focusing on me” moments where you announce it on Instagram with a moody black-and-white photo of your hand holding a coffee mug like it’s your emotional support animal.
By Angela DavidExclusive • 9 months ago
I’m Not Lazy, I’m on Strike from Capitalism: A Cozy Protest
There was a time I believed in hustle. I woke up at 6 a.m. with motivational quotes taped to my bathroom mirror. My vision board was plastered with yachts, passive income charts, and one terrifying picture of Elon Musk smirking like he just bought my soul at a clearance sale.
By Angela David9 months ago in Journal
