ok but watching the news about the epstein library, and here I am still stuck borrowing friends' Netflix passwords. they’re investing in houses and I'm over here struggling to figure out how to afford basic things like toothpaste, like what's even the point? my old classmates are living these perfect lives while I can't even book a first date because I can’t even afford to eat out. feeling left be...
i saw the news about the third impeachment complaint against sara duterte, and honestly, it hit different. kind of like when your aunt makes that awful fruit salad at family reunions and everyone pretends to like it while secretly hoping she forgets next year. i have hundreds of contacts, but when life feels like one long, awkward silence, it’s like nobody sees you drowning in the chaos of adultin...
—so, I just read about the "Year of the Horse" coming up, right? Yeah, I laughed. I have a horse but it’s currently my student loans, and trust me, it's not galloping anywhere—except maybe towards a cliff. Meanwhile, I pretend to throw lavish Lunar New Year parties, while my budget screams for a salad. So, cheers to fresh starts while I sweep my bills under the rug—again. —At this rate, the only fortune I’ll see in 2026 is the fortune cookie that tells me to "keep hustling." #ChineseNewYear2026 #WorkNightmare
—so, I just read about the "Year of the Horse" coming up, right? Yeah, I laughed. I have a horse but it’s currently my student loans, and trust me, it's not galloping anywhere—except maybe towards a cliff. Meanwhile, I pretend to throw lavish Lunar New Year parties, while my budget screams for a salad. So, cheers to fresh starts while I sweep my bills under the rug—again. —At this rate, the only fortune I’ll see in 2026 is the fortune cookie that tells me to "keep hustling." #ChineseNewYear2026 #WorkNightmare
not gonna lie, I just watched everyone in my feed post about buying new houses or getting shiny cars, and honestly, it’s like a horror film that I’m not even in—like I’m stuck in the waiting room of “Scream 7” or something. I’m here juggling part-time jobs while they’re at parties celebrating mortgages I can’t even begin to comprehend, and I feel like I’m literally the ghost haunting their achieve...