it’s fascinating watching my coworker, who thought stapling my fingers was a leadership tactic, now boss me around. while i stare at my empty fridge, they’re posting vacation photos in places i can’t even spell. i keep imagining a world where all this is a long con, and one day, a magical email appears, inviting me to be a billionaire. until then, i’ll just keep sending myself motivational quotes ...
i saw the chinese new year celebrations being advertised everywhere. meanwhile, i’m over here still trying to remember if i left my toaster on this morning. why does everyone get excited for luck when all i want is to not have to rehearse my daily 'this is fine' act for the thousandth time? i mean, who thought it would be so hard to juggle a calendar full of pretend confidence while hiding behind ...
it's 2am and i'm scrolling through news articles, finding myself buried under headlines about the epstein library. yaar, it just hits different, matlab i think about how many people are so comfortable hiding their secrets, while i'm just here struggling to form basic connections. my coworkers make jokes about "keeping our heads down" but what if it's actually our heads up against the glass ceiling that nobody else can see? are we all just one slip away from our own hidden library? #EpsteinLibrary #existentialcrisis
it's 2am and i'm scrolling through news articles, finding myself buried under headlines about the epstein library. yaar, it just hits different, matlab i think about how many people are so comfortable hiding their secrets, while i'm just here struggling to form basic connections. my coworkers make jokes about "keeping our heads down" but what if it's actually our heads up against the glass ceiling that nobody else can see? are we all just one slip away from our own hidden library? #EpsteinLibrary #existentialcrisis
lmao, honestly, every time I see the news about that Epstein library stuff, I’m reminded of my own life’s little secrets, you know? like, I’m literally sitting here scrolling through Instagram, showing off my “perfect” life, while I’ve got hidden debt lurking in the shadows. yaar, nobody understands that life isn’t all parties and pretty filters; it’s like a constant game of “hide the struggle.” I...