i spent an hour crafting this breakup text, pouring every inch of my heart into the words. and all they could muster back was "ok." what does that even mean? like, are they relieved? do they even care? sometimes i wonder if saying nothing is better than a thousand apologies, but then i think about how it feels like being dropped into a pit of silence while the echoes of your own feelings... just l...
last night, i trained the new hire and found out they make more than me. felt like the air was sucked out of the room while i acted like everything was fine. now i sit at my desk wondering if i’ve been doing this all wrong, or if i just took too long to email my self-worth into existence. this is ridiculous. somehow, the only thing getting reactivated around here is my jealousy. #ArgentinaLigaProf...
not gonna lie, I spent an entire week crafting the perfect Spotify playlist for my cooking sessions while eating instant noodles for every meal. lowkey I felt like a gourmet chef, but the truth is my fridge is mostly just an art installation at this point. everyone thinks I'm this chic culinary genius, when really I’m just an unpaid influencer for sad microwave meals.
not gonna lie, I spent an entire week crafting the perfect Spotify playlist for my cooking sessions while eating instant noodles for every meal. lowkey I felt like a gourmet chef, but the truth is my fridge is mostly just an art installation at this point. everyone thinks I'm this chic culinary genius, when really I’m just an unpaid influencer for sad microwave meals.
ok but honestly, when did everyone become so adult-like? I scroll through pictures of my friends posing in front of their brand-new homes like they just conquered an empire, while I literally struggle to keep my ancient vacuum cleaner from sparking. Am I the only one stuck in the “still don’t have matching socks” phase while they’re decorating guest rooms? And the kicker? I know some of them don’t...