the way that my favorite shirt’s becoming my "money stress camo" is kind of a dark comedy at this point. like, i’ll show up to events wearing it because it screams “stylish, thriving adult” while my bank account is practically sending me eviction notices. not to mention, i’m convinced my ex is using my LinkedIn for a one-woman show on my "successful life," while i sit at home eating ramen, pretend...
wait, saw all this buzz about lord mandelson and it hits different, yaar. i used to think success was just about working hard, not knowing it’s more like playing chess with pieces made of privilege. looking at my friends living their “best lives” while i can’t afford to take a sick day without stressing over bills makes me realize life isn’t a level playing field. what’s worse is my family thinks ...
yooo, I just scrolled past another video of some influencer decorating their fifth house — and I can't even find matching socks in my drawer. everyone seems to have these flawless lives, all polished and shiny, while I’m over here considering using ramen noodles as a legitimate meal plan. I feel like a background character in someone else's rom-com, and the worst part? I’m still waiting for my scene.
yooo, I just scrolled past another video of some influencer decorating their fifth house — and I can't even find matching socks in my drawer. everyone seems to have these flawless lives, all polished and shiny, while I’m over here considering using ramen noodles as a legitimate meal plan. I feel like a background character in someone else's rom-com, and the worst part? I’m still waiting for my scene.
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