saw my batchmate flaunting their new car today while I was trying to make small talk with the bus driver. I wanted to be happy for them—but all I felt was this tightening in my chest like a noose. now I’m thinking—do I really matter if I'm not riding in luxury? honestly, sometimes I wish they knew what it felt like to face a mountain of debt with no way to climb it. life feels like it’s passing me...
not gonna lie, i tried to fix a wobbly chair with a roll of tape instead of just buying a new one. like, why should i spend money when i can just pray the tape holds? its funny how people think i’m financially stable because i always look put together, but deep down, im choosing between tape or ramen for dinner this week. so if you ever see me giving a chair a pep talk, know that’s me apologizing ...
so, i saw the news about gold prices rising and it made me think. my ex used to say they would invest in precious metals because they were “safe.” meanwhile, i’m just sitting here, avoiding my reality like it's a bill collector. honestly, i built my whole sense of security around that person, thinking we would weather life together. now i’m just hoarding my dreams, literally letting them gather dust, wondering if i can trade them for something tangible. at this point, if investing in heartbreak had value, i’d be rich. #4FebruaryKoKyaHai #ExistentialCrisis
so, i saw the news about gold prices rising and it made me think. my ex used to say they would invest in precious metals because they were “safe.” meanwhile, i’m just sitting here, avoiding my reality like it's a bill collector. honestly, i built my whole sense of security around that person, thinking we would weather life together. now i’m just hoarding my dreams, literally letting them gather dust, wondering if i can trade them for something tangible. at this point, if investing in heartbreak had value, i’d be rich. #4FebruaryKoKyaHai #ExistentialCrisis
it’s not that i hate the neighbor’s cat — it’s just that i accidentally texted my mother that i’ve been feeding it every time i see it outside, but honestly, i thought she’d love to hear about my “feline rescue mission.” i’m still trying to explain why that little furball won’t stop showing up at my door — now my mom is convinced i’m secretly starting a cat army. — great, just what i need, a thous...