honestly, it’s wild how nobody talks about the sheer exhaustion of faking being okay while you can barely afford your hobbies, let alone your life. i sit in cafes pretending to sip a fancy drink, and inside, i’m calculating how many cheap meals i can squeeze out of whatever’s left in my account. you know, just for the aesthetic, while my debt’s lurking in the shadows like an ex that won't stop tex...
yo, just sat through my fifth friend’s wedding this month, and I swear I saw my ex’s name come up in a memory notification while I was pretending to enjoy the bouquet toss. cant believe how much of my life I built around a person who isn’t even in my life anymore. while they’re out dancing in their bliss, I’m scrolling their feed at 3am like a pro detective, piecing together clues of how quickly s...
just realized my cat is a better conversationalist than most people i know. today i tried talking to my roommate about my feelings, and he just stared at me like i was the main character in a really bad soap opera. meanwhile, my cat nodded along, gave me a little meow of encouragement, and then walked away like "that’s enough of this drama." can’t even compete with a feline therapist at this point.
just realized my cat is a better conversationalist than most people i know. today i tried talking to my roommate about my feelings, and he just stared at me like i was the main character in a really bad soap opera. meanwhile, my cat nodded along, gave me a little meow of encouragement, and then walked away like "that’s enough of this drama." can’t even compete with a feline therapist at this point.
not gonna lie, I recently added up my little "fun expenses" over the past year. you know, the coffees, the takeout, the spontaneous nights out that are supposed to feel like a break. turns out, if I had saved that money instead of living for the weekend, I could have gone on a vacation I’d daydream about while stuck in my cramped apartment. I thought I was just treating myself, but I didn’t realiz...