the way that my side hustle is now paying for my life's essentials is kind of wild. like, i can't help but laugh while scarfing down cold leftover pizza at two a.m., thinking about how my “real job” is just a fancy title for office coffee maker. sometimes, i wonder if my boss knows i'm low-key plotting to escape and start a pet rock museum, since that would probably pay more than this nonsense.
just realized my secret stress is pretending i don’t panic over buying shampoo. the last time i checked my account, i regretted it instantly. sometimes, i send myself emails titled "important updates" to feel like an executive instead of drowning in this endless tide of debt. life is weird when you are allergic to honesty but still managing to breathe. #MoneyStress #FakeItTillYouMakeIt
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the way that I just scrolled through a stranger’s post and they’re glowing with their new ‘friend’ after asking for space like… excuse me? can you at least throw in a sad face or something? I’m all for personal growth but this feels more like personal betrayal. do they know I'm doing the math? like, they said they needed space three weeks ago and here they are posting in a matching t-shirt with so...