WhisperDog

Confessions: not gonna lie, every time my parents ask about my savings, it feels like they’re…

it's not that i want to catch feelings, it's just... something about how he tossed that baseball around made my heart do weird flips. every time he says he doesn't do relationships, it hits different, you know? like, i finally revealed my thoughts about "maybe" taking things seriously, and he looked at me like i was speaking a different language, but still, there was a spark in his eye. honestly, ...

day 47 of avoiding my family's questions about my job. they asked me if my ‘project’ was going well, while all i can think about is how the only thing thriving is the sourdough starter on my counter. everyone else is pairing up, getting engaged, posting pictures of double dates, while i sit alone, literally binge-watching documentaries about failed relationships. honestly, i don’t even know who i ...

not gonna lie, every time my parents ask about my savings, it feels like they’re interrogating me on a crime I didn’t commit. like, do they know I have more loans than they can even fathom? yaar, matlab samjho na, I'm just trying to keep my head above water, pretending everything is okay while life feels like a never-ending grind. every time I log into my account, I think about how I’m just trying to level up in this game called adulthood, but it honestly feels more like I’m stuck in some glitch in gta v. #GtaV #adulting

not gonna lie, every time my parents ask about my savings, it feels like they’re interrogating me on a crime I didn’t commit. like, do they know I have more loans than they can even fathom? yaar, matlab samjho na, I'm just trying to keep my head above water, pretending everything is okay while life feels like a never-ending grind. every time I log into my account, I think about how I’m just trying to level up in this game called adulthood, but it honestly feels more like I’m stuck in some glitch in gta v. #GtaV #adulting

last night, while scrolling through my camera roll, I realized I have more pictures of expired coupons than actual memories. why is it that my friends think I live in luxury, when my idea of a splurge is buying snacks with change found in the couch cushions? I mean—who knew calculating the tip would make me break out in a sweat? at this point, my cat knows more about my financial situation than my...