adulting is honestly just loneliness wearing a fancy dress. i see my classmates flaunting their lives, getting married in lavish ways, while i sit here drowning in student loans, wondering who to call when the nights get too long. my contact list is filled with numbers, but none of them really know me, you know? all i got is a shiny screen and silence. #FintechInnovation #LifeIsHard
it’s funny how you can feel like a ghost in a room full of people, yet the moment you accidentally liked that photo from forty-seven weeks ago, your heart drops like it knows a secret. like, what does it say about me that i’m scrolling through memories while missing the present? im still over here imagining you’re somehow still living in that perfect moment, and i’m just stuck here feeling hollow....
wait, so like, I’m stuck staring at my weather app while I think about how the Metropolitano pitch is a disaster, and it’s honestly a lot like my own life right now. I chose the practical route, like a sensible person, but now I’m watching this mudslide of regret roll in like a rainy day ruining everyone’s plans. It’s not that I wanted to be a professional pitch doctor, but the metaphor isn’t lost on me—you can take care of the field all you want, but life just throws storms at you anyway. #Laliga #metaphorsforthewin
wait, so like, I’m stuck staring at my weather app while I think about how the Metropolitano pitch is a disaster, and it’s honestly a lot like my own life right now. I chose the practical route, like a sensible person, but now I’m watching this mudslide of regret roll in like a rainy day ruining everyone’s plans. It’s not that I wanted to be a professional pitch doctor, but the metaphor isn’t lost on me—you can take care of the field all you want, but life just throws storms at you anyway. #Laliga #metaphorsforthewin
it’s three am and i’m wide awake, scrolling through the news about gary player feeling rejected by a place that holds so many memories. it reminds me of my old friends who used to know me deeply, and how now i barely know their faces from social media photos. my phone buzzes with messages from contacts who barely know what i’m feeling. at least gary had the joy of a connection at one point. me? i’...