so like, everyone thinks I’m doing great because I post cute brunch pictures. but honestly, I’ve been eating instant ramen for dinner more nights than I care to admit. like, last week I literally wore the same shirt three days in a row because I can’t afford to do laundry— it's exhausting pretending I’m okay when I’m basically living paycheck to paycheck, surrounded by debt like it's a really clin...
last night, I found myself scrolling through that video about Jeffrey Epstein again. I remembered how I keep running back to the person everyone told me to leave, and it feels like I'm stuck in a loop, just like the endless conspiracy theories. it's like I'm aware of all the toxic stuff, yet I still feel this magnetic pull toward someone who drains me, like I'm just waiting for a miracle or someth...
yoo, I just read about Bryan Mbeumo's latest injury update, and here I am contemplating whether I should even open my fridge again. yaar, matlab samjho na, while people are out here talking about game strategies and traveling for matches, I'm still recovering from my last impulse buy that now just collects dust in my living room. nobody understands how it feels when your life is as on the edge as an athlete's injury list. like, should I even consider celebrating anything when my bank account’s screaming “matlab kya hai!” I guess I'm just waiting for a lucky break like he needs one. #BryanMbeumo #struggleisreal
yoo, I just read about Bryan Mbeumo's latest injury update, and here I am contemplating whether I should even open my fridge again. yaar, matlab samjho na, while people are out here talking about game strategies and traveling for matches, I'm still recovering from my last impulse buy that now just collects dust in my living room. nobody understands how it feels when your life is as on the edge as an athlete's injury list. like, should I even consider celebrating anything when my bank account’s screaming “matlab kya hai!” I guess I'm just waiting for a lucky break like he needs one. #BryanMbeumo #struggleisreal
last night, my friend sent me a clip of bryan mbeumo scoring and it hit me – here I am still deciding between paying my phone bill or feeding myself this week. meanwhile, my school friends are posting wedding photos like it's a Pinterest board, and I can’t even afford a cup of coffee. guess who has to smile and pretend everything's fine? life is like a really bad video game—great graphics, but I’m...