Hello world.

My name is Anon. My age is somewhere between 25 and 35.
I’m a female.
I like the gym. I like fucking up my relationships. I like picking guys that are truly no good for me… and I like money and spending it on the most ridiculous of things. I like(d) cocaine, thanks to one of these guys. And I like buying self-help books without ever finishing them, just to take a photo for my Instagram story of the book. I also like the sunshine, testing my typing speed, filling out personality tests, sitting in coffee shop chains with some fancy schmancy drank, and walking around with a slight hunchback thanks to spending too much time staring at my phone.

I’m currently in between jobs and have resorted to seeking a Sugar Daddy to help make ends meet. How embarrassing. Actually. I feel quite numb to the fact that essentially I’m sleeping with older, unattractive men for sex. Shoot me.

I want to live as a digital nomad, but firstly I have to figure out what the flip I’m going to do in order to BECOME a digital nomad. I have no real strengths; typical ‘Jack of all trades, master of none’ loser over here. That girl that got told she had unlimited potential, but never did anything to utilise it. Woops.

So. Yeah. I guess this journal is going to be following my journey to success… or down the rabbit hole of failure. We shall see!

That’s all I feel like writing for today. Stay tuned for the second instillation of ‘a journal with no real direction’ tomorrow!