not gonna lie, every time i hear about the Villarreal vs Espanyol match, i think about how watching sports feels like the one luxury i allow myself—meanwhile, i am five months behind on rent, hiding my bills like they're embarrassing family secrets, and praying my landlord doesn't catch a hint of my panic in my eye. people assume i'm living life large, and here i am, rehearsing lines to sell the h...
it's not that i can't afford groceries, it's just that my brain thinks meal prepping means ordering ten packets of instant noodles. when i saw that trump news, i couldn’t help but laugh. my life feels like a bad reality show where even the plot twists can't afford a decent climax. matlab, yaar, i'm living on free samples from the grocery store just to make my budget stretch until the next paycheck...
i spent years perfecting my craft, pouring my heart into writing a book that nobody wants to read. every day, i revisited the same coffee shop—lost count of the number of lattes i bought with their fancy names while typing out my hopes into a blank document. then i stumbled upon an old blog post of theirs, and oh my god—turns out they were never interested in being a writer at all. just an influencer with a good lighting setup and a hundred brand deals. the punchline? that dream of literary greatness we shared was just a script for their next viral video.
i spent years perfecting my craft, pouring my heart into writing a book that nobody wants to read. every day, i revisited the same coffee shop—lost count of the number of lattes i bought with their fancy names while typing out my hopes into a blank document. then i stumbled upon an old blog post of theirs, and oh my god—turns out they were never interested in being a writer at all. just an influencer with a good lighting setup and a hundred brand deals. the punchline? that dream of literary greatness we shared was just a script for their next viral video.
my heart sinks a little when i think about scream seven opening this week. my work just dumped twice the workload on me since the layoffs—so now i can barely sit down to catch my breath, let alone catch a movie. everyone else seems so excited about new scares and ghostface showing up on screen. me? i’m just haunted by the pile of paperwork screaming my name instead. like, will scream seven be the ...