not gonna lie, i just spent a whole dinner pretending to be fascinated by my relatives' quinoa recipes while internally screaming about my five-year-old hoodie. they went on and on about my cousin, who is apparently "killing it" in marketing, and i was just sitting there hoping my mom wouldn’t mention my “unique path” as a professional dog sock knitter. honestly, i'm still embarrassed i told every...
last night, i scrolled through posts of these so-called influencers claiming they've “hacked” the industry. yaar, matlab, it makes me laugh, na. these people act like real talent doesn’t exist anymore, just because they’ve got followers. meanwhile, i’m here wondering if anyone will take my unsolicited music mixes seriously while trying to decide if i can afford another grocery run. no one sees the...
ok but while everyone else is buying luxury candles and splurging on vacations, I'm over here in my socks that literally have holes. I keep scrolling, manifesting that one day I’ll walk into a room and announce I've won the lottery, but the reality is my biggest achievement this week was finishing a frozen pizza without burning it. #delusionaldreamer #justvibing
ok but while everyone else is buying luxury candles and splurging on vacations, I'm over here in my socks that literally have holes. I keep scrolling, manifesting that one day I’ll walk into a room and announce I've won the lottery, but the reality is my biggest achievement this week was finishing a frozen pizza without burning it. #delusionaldreamer #justvibing
just realized my social circle feels like a bunch of spies—everyone smiles, everyone waves, but no one really knows me; my phone’s full of contacts but when it gets dark and my mind races, i can’t think of a single name to call—everyone's playing their roles, while i perform a version of myself they want to see, trapped in this strange charade—i thought adult life would be different, but sometimes...