यहाँ सब कुछ बहुत महंगा है। एक नया पेंट ब्रश भी नहीं खरीद सकता, जैसे मैं अपने सारे सपने पेंट करना चाहता हूँ।
just finished this painting after weeks of not being able to figure out what to do - and wow, it actually looks good, like way better than i thought it would. i was so worried it would be a total mess, but here i am feeling proud instead of anxious, who knew a little color could change everything.
sitting in my small apartment, watching old college friends post about their luxury vacations while my lunch is just plain rice, that feeling when you scroll through instagram and everyone else is thriving and you're just... not. then I see the CEO on a yacht, sharing a sunset view while I stare at my peeling paint, like damn, this is the life I was supposed to be in, but here I am, just holding on to the past.
sitting in my small apartment, watching old college friends post about their luxury vacations while my lunch is just plain rice, that feeling when you scroll through instagram and everyone else is thriving and you're just... not. then I see the CEO on a yacht, sharing a sunset view while I stare at my peeling paint, like damn, this is the life I was supposed to be in, but here I am, just holding on to the past.
sitting on my couch, tiny studio that smells like the rice and beans i eat all week, and scrolling through friends' posts at fancy dinners or weekend trips, they have no clue. they think i'm living the dream when really it's just a cycle of saving up to send money home and counting the days until rent's due again.