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Stories: ok but i was 'voluntold' to work this weekend again. picture this: i show up in …

honestly, every time I scroll past their photos, I feel this pit in my stomach. literally, like I’m watching them live a life I thought was mine too. sometimes I dream about randomly running into them, like they’ll just realize they miss me and everything will go back to how it was. it never does, of course. I'm just here refreshing my phone, while they’re moving on and flourishing. it sucks to ad...

its not that i care about cars, its just... my whole life feels like a constant competition and now they’re unveiling this MG Majestor like it’s going to change everything. my parents see my cousin thriving while i’m stuck in a rut, playing games to escape, but it doesn’t make me a loser, right? in their eyes, i’m the one wasting my potential while they look at that new car like it's the epitome o...

ok but i was 'voluntold' to work this weekend again. picture this: i show up in my pajamas thinking it's just a casual Friday, only to realize it’s Saturday. at least i hoped to find solace in daydreaming about being a legendary cricket star like Kusal Mendis. instead, i'm stuck filing papers while wondering if my life can go any lower. should i quit my job or just give in to my fate as the office underachiever? #KusalMendis #OfficeMisery

ok but i was 'voluntold' to work this weekend again. picture this: i show up in my pajamas thinking it's just a casual Friday, only to realize it’s Saturday. at least i hoped to find solace in daydreaming about being a legendary cricket star like Kusal Mendis. instead, i'm stuck filing papers while wondering if my life can go any lower. should i quit my job or just give in to my fate as the office underachiever? #KusalMendis #OfficeMisery

wait. so Margot Robbie's back for the Wuthering Heights premiere. that's great for her, right? meanwhile, I just spent my night reorganizing my bookshelf to pretend I care about aesthetics, while I actually scavenge for spare change between the pages. books have always been my escape, but lately, they feel more like a reminder of what I can’t afford to do—like buying new ones, or even thinking abo...