Is the world fucking ending??
I don’t fuckin
Who I am
It’s like I did everything for sales.
Got caught plenty times.
I even chased after my enemies
Like high school bullies
Or my kind aunt whom might not like me or something
I am doing everything.
To my moms bestie whom she ranted off all my goddamn flaws
To clients who make you hope again
Feels like Im going on a birthday suit and drinking my espresso having no gun to shoot myself.
Cheers to staying in sales.
If this sales job keeps making me feel like some stuck up high school loner freak—
I still keep
going, chasing places.
Follow your heart
Chase the sunset.
Remember the lesson,
Passion in your soul
Fast forward life.
“Where do you see yourself in five years ” has been a roundabout question I have been evading and constantly contemplating the past years
Since I turned 22 , life has gone aflame with problems and worry endless supply of gloom and misfortune
Fortunately on a bright note I got “adopted ” in Taiwan and was offered a three year teaching assistant
Lord knows the struggles I faced
Dropped in a foreign fantasy land elsewhere thinking I could
Dance my way into employment streets and subways. .
Now onto the future
What my life has been since quitting said job
And only finishing my spontaneous paid underrated English summer camp experience internship
Fast forward to tomorrow
Here I was back in manila dreary and helpless with no money yet again
Who knew I could survive
But backlashing the past
Never did I know my rents would dare confine me to an institution
with Half my consent
Such ass-filled days but I learned ripe the most darn sure
Life is worth the gold we seek
It is up to us to make it brighter
And more beautiful of course
* cheers to all who have been struggling lately
*love u all lots