no because, I literally had a whole panic attack because my favorite pen ran out of ink while I was writing my life story on a napkin at the bar. like, I couldn’t let anyone see the cringy mess that was my deepest thoughts leaking out, so I shoved it in my purse and told everyone I was just “feeling overwhelmed” by the great lighting. like, how am I gonna tell people the most important document of...
literally just saw that the value of the currency has shot up again—great, right? meanwhile, I’m over here writing a heartfelt letter to my landlord explaining why I’m still late on rent—again. pretending to live my best life when really it’s just me scrolling through my shopping cart, filled with things I can't afford but convince myself are necessary. my friend asked to borrow money yesterday, a...
last night, while scrolling through random clips of the upcoming winter olympics in 2026, i realized that i used to dream of being part of something so grand, something that mattered. instead, my parents introduced me as just a "guy who works in an MNC," as if my whole existence boils down to a label. i want to scream that my dreams are still there, hidden beneath a facade of normalcy, as i pretend to enjoy life. but no one ever notices that my heart sinks every time they say that. #2026WinterOlympicsHeldInWhichC #rawconfessions
last night, while scrolling through random clips of the upcoming winter olympics in 2026, i realized that i used to dream of being part of something so grand, something that mattered. instead, my parents introduced me as just a "guy who works in an MNC," as if my whole existence boils down to a label. i want to scream that my dreams are still there, hidden beneath a facade of normalcy, as i pretend to enjoy life. but no one ever notices that my heart sinks every time they say that. #2026WinterOlympicsHeldInWhichC #rawconfessions
Ughhhhhff