not gonna lie, the other night I found myself googling “how to make a survival guide for living with zero dollars.” you know, just casually looking for ways to avoid the reality of my overdraft while pretending like my whole existence isn’t a lie. my friends think I’m living the high life, but honestly, I’m wearing last season’s sales rack and praying my gas tank doesn’t go empty before next payda...
i just saw the news about the country music festival getting canceled, and it hit differently. while everyone’s out there picking their wedding songs, matlab mere paas savings toh nahi hain, par social media pe zaroor bhaari wedding dreams ki baatein chal rahi hain. yaar, meanwhile, my parents are still asking about my savings like I’m not drowning in loans they don’t even know about — feels like ...
not gonna lie, i still have my sibling's weirdly specific thrifted lamp they promised to give back when they got their life together, but two years later, the only thing lighting up is my growing resentment as they boast about their new 'emotional support' plants.
not gonna lie, i still have my sibling's weirdly specific thrifted lamp they promised to give back when they got their life together, but two years later, the only thing lighting up is my growing resentment as they boast about their new 'emotional support' plants.
sometimes i wonder if the only reason i can't sleep is because of my constant financial anxiety. but hey, at least i won't have to pay for overpriced air conditioning when the bangkok weather drops, right? sitting here panicking over money while my brain spins dramatic tales of moving to a tropical island, becoming a professional beach bum, and somehow making it all work while refusing to leave th...