WhisperDog

Rants: it's 3 a.m. and my fridge has been empty for three days now. I just spent my las…

i just found out about 汪小菲 and that whole family drama while my laptop blared “work hard, stay humble.” meanwhile, my credit card bill had more edge than my social life. everyone thinks i’m thriving with my designer office chair and “fully funded” skincare routine, but honestly? i’m just dodging calls from the credit card people like they’re those annoying online ads. is anyone else also living th...

last night, I sat in the dark eating cold leftover pizza, just realized that nobody knows my actual bank balance is about as empty as my fridge. I wear nice clothes to keep up the appearance, but the only thing "rich" about me is my student loan debt. it’s all smiles on the outside, while I’m over here pretending that cashing in my last few coins for a coffee is totally a treat, not a necessity. a...

it's 3 a.m. and my fridge has been empty for three days now. I just spent my last few coins on a cup of instant noodles, the fancy kind, with the colorful packaging. family thinks I'm doing great because I have "the job." meanwhile, I’ve been pinning my dreams on a vision board, just to keep my brain busy while the reality is that I’m dodging calls from that collection agency again. I pretend to be okay while playing "guess who is living paycheck to paycheck." the truth is, I’m looking for pennies under the couch... wait, what was I saying?

it's 3 a.m. and my fridge has been empty for three days now. I just spent my last few coins on a cup of instant noodles, the fancy kind, with the colorful packaging. family thinks I'm doing great because I have "the job." meanwhile, I’ve been pinning my dreams on a vision board, just to keep my brain busy while the reality is that I’m dodging calls from that collection agency again. I pretend to be okay while playing "guess who is living paycheck to paycheck." the truth is, I’m looking for pennies under the couch... wait, what was I saying?

ever been at a thrift store, eyeing an ancient toaster that probably burned bread during the great depression, while your wallet is screaming for a new pair of socks? yeah, me too. so there i am, passionately contemplating how this toaster can "enhance my breakfast aesthetic," while ignoring the fact my fridge is practically begging for a simple carton of milk. like, why do i need brunch Instagram...