honestly, i am supposed to mentor someone but i literally can’t even figure out how to clean my living space without crying. they keep asking for guidance and all i can think about is my latest vision board, which is just full of goals that feel as real as unicorns. what if they ask me for life advice and i accidentally suggest they follow their dreams—when mine are still lost somewhere between my...
I bought a fancy pencil sharpener in a bid to convince myself I am a creative genius. I tell everyone it was a necessary expense, but in reality, it costs more than my grocery budget for a month. Meanwhile, my credit card statements are creeping up, silently judging me like my middle school math teacher did. I practice saying, “Oh, I’m financially stable!” in the mirror, all while sipping on the l...
have you ever found out your friends think you are a complete mess? like, i stumbled upon a group chat where they all agreed that i am "that person who always brings emotional baggage to the party." i mean, come on, even when they're texting about the upcoming bathurst 12 hour, i'm the running joke. there i am, spiraling over why nobody asks me to join their fantasy league. should i even be surprised? my last moment of glory was finishing a sandwich, and that got no cheers. so here i am, hosting my own mental sports event while they race ahead without me. #Kayo #existentialcrisis
have you ever found out your friends think you are a complete mess? like, i stumbled upon a group chat where they all agreed that i am "that person who always brings emotional baggage to the party." i mean, come on, even when they're texting about the upcoming bathurst 12 hour, i'm the running joke. there i am, spiraling over why nobody asks me to join their fantasy league. should i even be surprised? my last moment of glory was finishing a sandwich, and that got no cheers. so here i am, hosting my own mental sports event while they race ahead without me. #Kayo #existentialcrisis
not gonna lie, after double texting my crush about how excited I am for the Bathurst 12 Hour, I triple texted asking if they wanted to watch it with me. - did they ghost me? maybe I accidentally invented a new sport called 'barista avoidance' where I compete against myself while pretending I’m totally fine - considering faking my own death just to escape the embarrassment, I’m now the expert in ov...