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Acquired Stardust
Sade Olutola
Discoholic šŖ©
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Claire Keane
ē„ę„ / Permanent Vacation
we're not kids anymore.
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Jules of Nature
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
wallacepolsom
trying on a metaphor
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@theartofmadeline
hello vonnie
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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@rated-rx
Curate everything.
Curate your hygiene routine, curate your clothing items, curate your home, curate your habits, curate your nutrition, curate your environment, curate your circles, curate you socials, curate the content you consume, curate your social skills, curate your financial situation, curate your emotions, curate the version of you that shows up in public, curate your hobbies, curate your knowledge.
I have this gut feeling ive been wrestling with for maybe a month or so? Maybe two?
More like two gut feelings. Time will tell.
2024 was a life changing year.
2025 will be even bigger.
Apartment in less than 30 days. Life is changing.
Ahhhhhhhhh
Reminder.
Need this rn. Give me my motorcycle ASAP
Motorcycle license acquiredā
Bike next
Life update // Vent
Got promoted at work yesterday, despite me internally feeling like im on the verge of getting let go any day.
Imposter syndrome is real. It fucks me up everyday. But the fact that I work at such an insane company as my first full time corporate job doesnāt help. It could genuinely be worse, probably much worse, but it could damn sure be a lot better.
I have to keep reminding myself that this is all *hopefully* temporary grinding. I have loans to pay and goals to hit for myself, and the fact that Ive somehow managed to obtain $87k a year with my shitty degree shocks me. I regret half-assing college so much. But life has given me a chance to prove myself so Im trying my best.
Theres a saying along the lines of āI dont have to work, I have the privilege to workā that I heard and just keep hammering into my head because its true. I could genuinely be unemployed and Ive only heard horror stories about the job market. I somehow landed where I am and I have no choice but to keep running with it until something better comes along.
Do I lack work life balance right now? Yes. But I could have worse problems. Realistically there are people out there working two or three jobs and still not making ends meet. Im working one, and it barely requires me to leave my house. What the fuck do I actually have to complain about?
However,
Im quickly realizing how real life is as I transition into ātrue adulthoodā. This shit isnt fair, and the world is cruel. Be kind and make the best of whatever cards you were dealt. Itās all you can do.
Hoping to move in with Nivi in just a few months, and this promotion just made everything so much easier, at least financially. However, my mom is stage 4 cancer and only God knows how long she has. Shes beat the odds beyond belief, and I already worry that I dont spend enough time with her. I almost feel guilty about my promotion because I put in so much time. But like I said, life isnt fair. It doesnt stop for your circumstances. And it fucking sucks.
I need a therapist. Its becoming very apparent. I dont have healthy coping mechanisms, I never have.
I have no idea where im going with this, I guess this is my weird life update that Iāll come back to in due time. Every day my mind races and doesnt stop, but I think this is a good synopsis of what consumes me.
Future me, I hope youāre okay.
Each sorry breaks my heart.
Its pretty fucked up how im only happy when im high or with you
Still true almost 9 years later
Reminder.
Need this rn. Give me my motorcycle ASAP
Bored? You mean sober?
I pray I didnt make a mistake this weekend.
Dawg im really 25 now. Idk why but this number hit me hard and really just made me consider a lot about myself.
This next 5 years bout to go crazy.
My whole existence can be described as never truly belonging anywhere. Ever.
Family? Too different from them, despite this being the very thing they always wanted for me. I have a mom with cancer and a dysfunctional father. Neither have done anything even remotely similar to me in their lifetimes so I canāt expect them to relate to my pains. As much as it hurts me, I constantly battle myself for blaming them for the struggles Iām going through. If they were responsible young adults, I wouldnāt have grown up the way I did. But here we are. Is that fair? Probably not. The truth is I donāt know, but thatās how I feel. I might regret this and see them in a different light in the future. Itās a real possibility. If that happens, Iāll probably look back at this time and regret everything I do now.
Friends? For me itās either all or nothing. The cards Iāve been dealt arenāt exactly relatable to many. So either we relate on a certain level and bond fr, or we just dont at all. I donāt have the emotional bandwidth to uphold superficial friendships. I wish I did but I dont.
Work? Im one of the few people of color and 95% of them come from backgrounds much brighter and better than I do. Role models for different careers, exposure to life experiences and travel, not fucking struggling. It hurts seeing and hearing the discomfort when they slowly piece together that youāre not like them. Not even a little bit. Iām cool with being different but it gets exhausting hearing about their great lives while mine at home is crumbling, iām a literal walking stereotype.
Relationship? Her dad doesnāt want her with me (been here before) and Iām struggling to convince myself that heās wrong in his assessment. Am I actually different from āthe restā? Cause thats truthfully how we get categorized. Am I wrong for dating someone who canāt relate to my struggles? Am I going to feel the same way I do at work? Am I just creating a bigger hurt for myself down the line?
I could probably create an extensive list, but these 4 āpillarsā are eating me alive lately. And the hard part is that nobody has the answer Iām looking for. Thereās no certain outcome with any path I take. I just struggle to see how I make it through ~60 more years of this.
What am I gonna do when my mom passes? How will my relationship with my father change as a result? Am I strong enough to even endure such a painful life event? What bad habits/addictions might I develop in the pursuit of a little comfort?
Nobody has the answers. I wish I had a role model to look to. Someone who could tell me āiāve been there, this is how you navigate thisā.
One small side of me sees it as a tragic yet beautiful story where Iāll come out happy and successful and be that role model to someone else who feels like I do.
The other, much bigger side, wonders how much longer I have left until something finally breaks me.
Need to get ya shit together before you think bout tryna talk bout me
