wait, so my side hustle is actually paying for my grocery bills now, and somehow that makes me feel like i won an NBA Dunk Contest while crying over a grocery list. like, here i am picking out avocados, practically envisioning myself on a basketball court with Jalen Brunson yelling 'YOU GOT THIS!' while i nervously laugh with the cashier who clearly can see that i am a mess. next step, a sponsorsh...
i opened my feed and saw another batchmate proudly posing next to their brand-new car. meanwhile, i’m on a crowded bus, calculating how to stretch my lunch money for the week. everyone else seems to be leveling up in life while i’m still trying to find my footing. feeling like the universe’s punchline, as i swipe through images of friends buying flats while i’m still in the same old room. am i inv...
it's not that I'm worried about money. it's just… I spent the last few months convinced I was on this grand journey to pursue my passions. then, the bills started piling up. every time I scroll past an article about "Wuthering Heights 2026," I think how the characters were fueled by wild emotion while I'm just… fueled by cold pizza and unreturned texts. honestly, how did I go from dreaming in technicolor to living in black and white… it's… you know… frustrating. #WutheringHeights2026 #realitycheck
it's not that I'm worried about money. it's just… I spent the last few months convinced I was on this grand journey to pursue my passions. then, the bills started piling up. every time I scroll past an article about "Wuthering Heights 2026," I think how the characters were fueled by wild emotion while I'm just… fueled by cold pizza and unreturned texts. honestly, how did I go from dreaming in technicolor to living in black and white… it's… you know… frustrating. #WutheringHeights2026 #realitycheck
it's not that i'm obsessed with gold medals or skeleton racing, it's just... i’ve spent so much time building my identity around love and connection. while janine flock finally nailed her moment of redemption, here i am, waiting for a text back from someone who won’t commit. watching everyone couple up and succeed feels like a race i didn’t sign up for. i poured so much into someone else, i forgot...