yooo, heard about that metro breakdown. got caught in it, of course. sat there staring at my phone, checking how much time I have to make it to work. and just like that, it hit me. spent so much on stuff that doesn’t even bring me joy. pretending to be okay while drowning in hidden stress. right now, the gap between what everyone thinks I earn and the reality feels like a chasm. I don’t think I ca...
wait, has anyone else created an entire backstory for the random people you see on the bus? like, there’s this girl with a brand new backpack and designer shoes, and I literally just assumed she’s living her best life while I’m over here wondering if I’ll ever buy a pair of decent jeans again. it’s wild how everyone seems to have their lives together, while I’m just scrolling through social media, trying not to envy their perfectly curated success stories. I mean, do they even know I exist?
wait, has anyone else created an entire backstory for the random people you see on the bus? like, there’s this girl with a brand new backpack and designer shoes, and I literally just assumed she’s living her best life while I’m over here wondering if I’ll ever buy a pair of decent jeans again. it’s wild how everyone seems to have their lives together, while I’m just scrolling through social media, trying not to envy their perfectly curated success stories. I mean, do they even know I exist?
ever get the feeling that the universe is just waiting to roast you? my boss praised “brandon glanton” for the idea I pitched last week. hilarious, right? now i’m here sweating through my shirt wondering if my colleagues can smell the panic, or if they’re just pretending to ignore me as I shrivel up in my chair like a bad shrimp cocktail. it’s one thing to not get credit. it’s another to know bran...