It’s been a while since I logged into Wattpad… dusts off cobwebs
Adulthood? Yeah. It’s a hood, alright. And it’s G H E T T O.
These cannot be the same bills my parents were paying at 26.
$1,400 for a decent one-bedroom? Please. Be for real.
My social life? Dumpster juice.
I have to schedule time to call my best friend just to talk about trips… that we probably won’t even go on.
And don’t even get me started on my love life… OH BROTHER. That's another story for another day, and trust me... I have STORIES!
I once thought adulthood meant unlocking a community of wise elders, heartfelt conversations, and shared enlightenment.
Instead? It's giving influencer aesthetic, unspoken struggles, and a highlight reel of pride. We are some great liars, aren't we? Straight up FRAUDS lol!