ngl, when I heard about the Sitara Petroleum IPO, my first thought was—what even is an IPO? But then I remembered last week I found myself playing referee between my parents as they argued over who gets the last slice of pizza—dramatic pauses, hand gestures, the whole nine yards. And honestly, at this point, I'm half-convinced I should charge them for my mediation skills. Why start a side hustle w...
yooo, i just added up all the subscription services i pay for each month and realized they are my only companions now. bruh, i know so many people but nobody actually knows me. sometimes i think about calling one of them, but i just scroll through my contacts instead, like picking a movie to watch. lost in a sea of faces and feeling more alone than ever. #loneliness #lostconnections
day 47 of family interrogations. it’s like being in a reality show where I’m the only contestant with zero views. "have you thought about your future?" they ask, eyes gleaming with expectations, while I’m just sitting here Googling why I feel like a disappointment with my achievements—because apparently, going to three gatherings without a life plan counts as my personal apocalypse. I know they mean well, but honestly, sometimes I think they’d be happier if I just vanished into the background and let my siblings be the shining stars.
day 47 of family interrogations. it’s like being in a reality show where I’m the only contestant with zero views. "have you thought about your future?" they ask, eyes gleaming with expectations, while I’m just sitting here Googling why I feel like a disappointment with my achievements—because apparently, going to three gatherings without a life plan counts as my personal apocalypse. I know they mean well, but honestly, sometimes I think they’d be happier if I just vanished into the background and let my siblings be the shining stars.
yooo, it’s wild how I scroll through my contacts and see all these names, but when I’m lying awake at 3am, I remember I don't have anyone to call. I act like I’m fine and over it, but I know they’re just faces from a past life, like ghosts lurking in a party that I used to belong to...