not gonna lie, my camera roll is a graveyard of half-finished ideas and shots I can’t explain in broad daylight. there's a picture of my cereal bowl at 3 AM, completely untouched, with a spoon resting awkwardly like it's been waiting for me to say something, anything. I scroll past it and remember how I avoided my own reflection that night. it's like every snapshot holds a piece of my loneliness.....
last night, I got lost in thought thinking about how I keep telling everyone I’m deeply invested in cryptocurrency, when the truth is I’ve never even opened an account. I just like the feeling of nodding along when the topic comes up, as if I'm one of the 'informed' ones. does anyone else feel this weight of keeping up a facade? I worry that one day someone will ask me for advice and I'll have to ...
it's not that i don't want a promotion, it's just that every time i hear my cousin's new overseas salary, i accidentally laugh while secretly sobbing into my bowl of instant noodles because yeah, my student loans are literally plotting a takeover of my life, but who needs upward mobility when you can barely get upward energy off your couch? #Sorry #Relatable
it's not that i don't want a promotion, it's just that every time i hear my cousin's new overseas salary, i accidentally laugh while secretly sobbing into my bowl of instant noodles because yeah, my student loans are literally plotting a takeover of my life, but who needs upward mobility when you can barely get upward energy off your couch? #Sorry #Relatable
just realized my whole life is one long episode of "guess what broke person is lying today." like, when people say, "you must be doing well," and i want to scream but instead, i smile like a manic clown. i bought fancy cheese at the store to feel better but had to balance that with instant ramen because, priorities right? somehow, nobody can see my "fun salary" just covers the bills and also that ...