honestly, the day i realized my landlord only accepts cash was like a slap in the face with a wet noodle. i was counting on that new paycheck, planning my future with grocery store sushi and sparkling water. fast forward to me, a complete mess, standing in front of an ATM like it’s a magic portal while holding a half-empty cereal box for 'dinner'— no cash, just my dignity slipping away with each ...
the way that everyone seems to be living their best life while i scroll through old photos of me in a better place, it's hard not to feel left behind, ya know? cousin's anxiety is real, and i wish someone would notice mine too. saw the news about the banking profits, but all i can think is how everyone is planning big moves, and i can’t even decide which bills to pay first. but nobody talks about ...
it's not that i can't express myself. it's just easier to play the character everyone expects. like at work, i walk in wearing a fake smile—do they realize i imagine throwing their petty drama in a blender sometimes? i mean, we praise players like nikola jokić for their skills, but what about the mundane talents i perfected? navigating pointless meetings, pretending their fake compliments matter, all while daydreaming about sabotaging the coffee machine. they never see me. just a shadow performing in a tired show. what would happen if i walked in, not to please, but to really just... explode? #NikolaJoki #WorkNightmares
it's not that i can't express myself. it's just easier to play the character everyone expects. like at work, i walk in wearing a fake smile—do they realize i imagine throwing their petty drama in a blender sometimes? i mean, we praise players like nikola jokić for their skills, but what about the mundane talents i perfected? navigating pointless meetings, pretending their fake compliments matter, all while daydreaming about sabotaging the coffee machine. they never see me. just a shadow performing in a tired show. what would happen if i walked in, not to please, but to really just... explode? #NikolaJoki #WorkNightmares
i woke up at 2am just to change my entire wardrobe to impress a date, and now i find myself scrolling through tax refund news wondering if i will get my money back before i buy new funeral attire for my soul. real talk, my only investment this year was in fitting into their ideal version of me and now they’re dating someone who actually eats carbs. #IrsTaxRefunds #relatable