yooo, seeing everyone celebrate Max Heingo's success makes me realize how far behind I feel. my friends are buying houses and flashy cars while I can barely afford gas. I’m stuck in a job that doesn't value me at all, and honestly, I just sit at my desk daydreaming about what it feels like to feel secure. I know I should be happy for them but it all just feels like a reminder of how I'm still... h...
bruh, I literally let my coworker take the blame for a printer jam because I didn’t want to be the one explaining how I got my lunch sandwich stuck in it while trying to print. I just watched them sweat under the boss's glare like I was in a movie scene, thinking "this is the moment my revenge fantasy becomes real," while I silently prayed nobody noticed the mayo stains on my shirt. honestly, they...
i found myself staring at my closet, and suddenly it hit me. how is it possible that every single piece of clothing is ugly now? like, i seriously believe there’s a cosmic law that makes everything in my closet turn hideous after i decide to stop shopping for a month. i mean, what if there’s a magical thrift store around the corner that holds the clothes of my dreams? i can just manifest it, right? let’s just hope someone else doesn’t find that before me.
i found myself staring at my closet, and suddenly it hit me. how is it possible that every single piece of clothing is ugly now? like, i seriously believe there’s a cosmic law that makes everything in my closet turn hideous after i decide to stop shopping for a month. i mean, what if there’s a magical thrift store around the corner that holds the clothes of my dreams? i can just manifest it, right? let’s just hope someone else doesn’t find that before me.
no because every family gathering turns into a talent show where i am not even auditioning. my cousins are off achieving things like it’s nothing while my parents keep throwing "remember when your brother..." into every conversation like it’s some kind of Olympic event. last week, someone brought up my Spotify Wrapped and how it shows my emotional chaos. there’s a reason I blast Giveon during fami...