yooo, so I just checked their social media again, knowing damn well I shouldnt. they’re posting about their lavish trips and fancy brunches, while I’m over here dodging calls from the collection agency. obviously, I'm thriving, right? got my five-star ramen and luxury dollar-store décor, living like a king in my own mind. #blessedandbroke #lifeinpretend
do you ever feel like you are living in a house made of glass, and every tiny decision you make is on display? it’s like one wrong move and suddenly, they are not just disappointed—they see right through you—i mean, how do you go on feeling like you’ve let everyone down but still try to breathe? i guess disappointment isn’t even the worst part—it’s the silence that follows, you know? all the thing...
yooo, saw the news about the protests and it hit me hard. meanwhile, i'm just over here trying to figure out why my plant died and whether to ask my parents for a loan—again. like, how do you explain your ‘independent’ life when your bank account looks like a bad episode of a reality show? yeah, that’s right, survival mode activated. #PakistanProtests #RelatablePain
yooo, saw the news about the protests and it hit me hard. meanwhile, i'm just over here trying to figure out why my plant died and whether to ask my parents for a loan—again. like, how do you explain your ‘independent’ life when your bank account looks like a bad episode of a reality show? yeah, that’s right, survival mode activated. #PakistanProtests #RelatablePain
not gonna lie, I just wrote this whole dramatic text to a fictional version of my life where I left everything behind. like, I typed out how I would quit my job, throw a farewell party, and disappear to start a new life where nobody knew my name—nobody would think to reach out. I felt like a movie star, even if it was all a daydream. and then I just... deleted it. guess I’m still stuck playing my ...