literally just saw my batchmate flaunting their second car while i’m here squeezing onto a crowded bus. hai na, matlab nobody knows i’m drowning in bills and barely scraping by. it’s funny how i ghosted everyone so they wouldn’t see me struggling, but the loneliness just echoes louder now. how do you explain to them that the life they think you’re living is just a carefully curated highlight reel ...
wait, you ever have that moment when your coworker forwards your private rant about the company's terrible break room coffee to the entire team, and suddenly you're the one who gets side-eyed like you just spoiled the season finale of a cult favorite? it's like, I literally typed that at two a.m. while half-listening to a podcast on conspiracy theories and now everyone thinks I'm the coffee critic...
wait, is it just me or does anyone else feel totally violated after going through a stranger's weird baking blog? i mean, i checked because i was curious but then i stumbled upon a thirty-step recipe for brownies that included sage and just… i cant unsee it. like, am i missing something? now i can’t stop wondering if they really believe that sage brings out the best in chocolate. i kinda want to meet them, just to ask if their friends think they're serious or just a culinary weirdo.
wait, is it just me or does anyone else feel totally violated after going through a stranger's weird baking blog? i mean, i checked because i was curious but then i stumbled upon a thirty-step recipe for brownies that included sage and just… i cant unsee it. like, am i missing something? now i can’t stop wondering if they really believe that sage brings out the best in chocolate. i kinda want to meet them, just to ask if their friends think they're serious or just a culinary weirdo.
it's 2am and i'm sitting here trying to process how i chuckled when i found out grant williams got drafted by a team i’ve never heard of. maybe it’s the tears from binge-watching home renovation shows, or the third takeout of the week talking, but i realized i always pretended to cheer for my colleague who paraded their fake successes. now they’re slipping while i sit back and eat peanut butter st...