not gonna lie, i’ve been watching all these crime documentaries, like the one about Nancy Guthrie, and it hits different when you realize how many of these people could just be YOU. living paycheck to paycheck, I can't help but feel one wrong move might throw my entire life into a tailspin. it’s all fun and games until the bills pile up and you’re lowkey fantasizing about being a detective while y...
i don't think anyone talks about how isolating it feels when you realize you're grinding for a life you didn't even want. my friends are sharing pictures of their new houses, cars, and it hits me like a ton of bricks. meanwhile, i'm over here still figuring out how to keep my plants alive. like, am i even on the same planet? why is everyone thriving while i feel... so far behind, still stuck in th...
sometimes, i find myself collecting empty jars just to feel like i have something tangible, something of value, while inside, my bank account is screaming for mercy. people assume i’m out here thriving because i post a cute dinner every now and then, but really, i just know how to stretch leftovers like a magician with too many credit cards.
sometimes, i find myself collecting empty jars just to feel like i have something tangible, something of value, while inside, my bank account is screaming for mercy. people assume i’m out here thriving because i post a cute dinner every now and then, but really, i just know how to stretch leftovers like a magician with too many credit cards.
yooo, I just saw the trailer for that new game “pragmata.” here I am scrolling on my couch, avoiding my responsibilities, wondering if I should start saving for some massive future crisis I can’t even name. meanwhile, the new hire I trained has a salary that probably funds their whole "just casually traveling to a different dimension" vibe. I'm still deciding if I should let the “pay my bills on ...