it's not that I want my ex back... it's just that I've started going to the same café where we used to sit for hours. the barista knows my order but always asks if I’m getting it for “two” like I'm in some kind of sitcom. I find myself staring at couples laughing over lattes while I sip my sad iced tea, trying not to think about how I rearranged my entire life around someone who vanished like an u...
ok but I literally bought a fancy jar of gourmet pickles thinking it would change my life. Spoiler alert: I still can’t afford groceries this week. Everyone thinks I’m out here thriving, but I’m just balancing on a tightrope made of 3 bucks for a bag of pasta and some weird existential dread. I’m doing fine, just don’t look in my pantry or ask about my bank account. #adultingishard #fakeituntilyou...
last night, I literally spent three hours scrolling through my friends' social media, watching them buy houses and fancy cars while I struggle to afford groceries. it’s like I’m stuck in this financial horror movie where everyone’s thriving and I’m the lead character who can’t even pay my utility bill. I thought about faking my death to avoid the pitying looks at the next dinner party, because how do you explain being thirty and still living paycheck to paycheck when everyone else looks like they just won the life lottery? honestly, the only thing I’ve secured is my subscription to my streaming service so I can keep watching their success while I sit here in the dark, literally. #Ive #relatable
last night, I literally spent three hours scrolling through my friends' social media, watching them buy houses and fancy cars while I struggle to afford groceries. it’s like I’m stuck in this financial horror movie where everyone’s thriving and I’m the lead character who can’t even pay my utility bill. I thought about faking my death to avoid the pitying looks at the next dinner party, because how do you explain being thirty and still living paycheck to paycheck when everyone else looks like they just won the life lottery? honestly, the only thing I’ve secured is my subscription to my streaming service so I can keep watching their success while I sit here in the dark, literally. #Ive #relatable
honestly, i just watched the news about shafiqur rahman and thought, wow, isn’t that just life? my relatives gather for the holidays, fighting over who gets the last samosa, but the moment i need someone to actually talk to, it's like i’m speaking a foreign language. my phone is full of contacts but i end up scrolling through messages, realizing nobody really gets me. literally, it feels like my f...