ngl, just found out my favorite art supplies store is getting bought by Nuveen or whatever, so now my sketchbooks are probably going to come with a side of corporate fine print. not gonna lie, i already accidentally sketched an entire emotional breakdown on one of their brochures, so if my art becomes stock photography instead of therapy, my next existential crisis is totally on them. what do i ev...
day 723 of living in this city and honestly, i don’t even know why i came here. i keep seeing people making noise about protests in italy, and yaar, it just reminds me of how lonely it feels when nobody even knows you exist. every time i scroll through social media and see friends gathering, laughing together, a piece of me literally crumbles because i realize i have no one to call. and i was thin...
wait, you know how everyone says money can't buy happiness? like, obviously they’ve never stood in front of a vending machine praying the snacks have no actual cost, while simultaneously managing the world’s most convincing smile for my boss who thinks I'm rolling in cash because I can literally match my shirt to my shoes every day. like, my shoes might be fake, but the confidence is, honestly, top tier.
wait, you know how everyone says money can't buy happiness? like, obviously they’ve never stood in front of a vending machine praying the snacks have no actual cost, while simultaneously managing the world’s most convincing smile for my boss who thinks I'm rolling in cash because I can literally match my shirt to my shoes every day. like, my shoes might be fake, but the confidence is, honestly, top tier.
literally watched my friends post photos of their new houses and shiny cars. i'm here scrolling, surrounded by unwashed dishes, three days away from my next paycheck, still waiting for that moment when my life will feel stable. meanwhile, it feels like i’m auditioning for a reality show called “who’s not thriving.” oh, and that trending political news? still waiting for someone to start a program ...