WhisperDog

Advice: literally nobody talks about the anxiety of collecting comic books when your bud…

day 14 of my weekend shifts. my boss casually mentioned "team spirit" while I pretended to smile. meanwhile, I was googling how to pull off an impromptu vacation, as if that was a real option. the reality is, Bukayo Saka just got the deal of a lifetime, and here I am, stuck in a job where the only promise is another late night and that sour taste of resentment. guess I should practice my gratitude...

honestly, i just saw how much carlos alcaraz is making for one tournament. and here i am, working double shifts just to scrape by. ghar wale samajhte nahi, they think i’m living the high life because i post a happy pic now and then. i eat maggi for dinner and pretend everything’s fine, but deep down i’m counting pennies just to send money home. my boss might see my struggle, but no one else can. #...

literally nobody talks about the anxiety of collecting comic books when your budget is basically non-existent. like, you sneak into the local shop pretending to be casual but you’re actually trying to find a hidden gem in the bargain bin. while everyone else is discussing the latest releases, you’re in the back hoping no one notices you flipping through your 25-cent finds, praying they don't judge your tragic pull list while knowing your bank account is crying harder than you are.

literally nobody talks about the anxiety of collecting comic books when your budget is basically non-existent. like, you sneak into the local shop pretending to be casual but you’re actually trying to find a hidden gem in the bargain bin. while everyone else is discussing the latest releases, you’re in the back hoping no one notices you flipping through your 25-cent finds, praying they don't judge your tragic pull list while knowing your bank account is crying harder than you are.

matlab, main soch raha tha, doston ki tasveeren dekh kar jo Maldives gaye hain, yahan main next city bhi nahi ja sakta. akele pan se zyada kuch nahi, contact list mein hazaron naam hain, par koi nahi jo mere haalatein samjhe. jo humne chhoda, kya un doston ki zindagi main humse kuch farq pada? yeh soch kar sirf khud pe hasne ka man karta hai. maybe all the sacrifices to come here were just a wild ...