i just saw another post about someone starting a podcast, and here i am still figuring out how to record myself without sounding like i’m in a tin can. everyone’s out here living their best lives while i can't even remember the last time i didn’t binge-watch the same series for comfort. when did i become the background character in everyone else's highlight reel? maybe if i stare at the screen lon...
last night, i watched this video of Aurel and Geni at some fancy event, and honestly, it hit hard. i keep scrolling through posts of people thriving, moving on to bigger things while i feel stuck, you know? i couldn’t even get excited when my coworker said she was finally buying her first house. i'm not jealous, or at least that’s what i tell myself, but it makes me wonder... when will it be my tu...
yaar, matlab samjho na, hearing about that guy who fell from the stage just hits different. I moved to this new city two years back, and I can't even catch a break here. I’m pretending like I’ve got it all together at work, while deep down, I’m just one slip away from a total meltdown, just like him. some days, I feel like jumping off my own stage, but not for fame, just to be free from this heavy feeling. #
yaar, matlab samjho na, hearing about that guy who fell from the stage just hits different. I moved to this new city two years back, and I can't even catch a break here. I’m pretending like I’ve got it all together at work, while deep down, I’m just one slip away from a total meltdown, just like him. some days, I feel like jumping off my own stage, but not for fame, just to be free from this heavy feeling. #
not gonna lie, i’ve been pretending my wardrobe isn’t mostly from the clearance rack. you know, the ‘vintage’ stuff that’s really just last season’s sales. everyone thinks i’ve got it together, but every time i walk into a party, my heart races. because if anyone checks my tags, i’ll have to explain how that fancy dress was actually a ‘great find’ for less than what my friends spend on lunch. the ...