This is probably the most depressing title I’ve ever written. I should probably change it to something else so it doesn’t sound like I’m desperately, and actively, looking for validation,...
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Hating Myself as a Protection
This is probably the most depressing title I’ve ever written. I should probably change it to something else so it doesn’t sound like I’m desperately, and actively, looking for validation,...
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How Many Layers Is Too Many?
So… how many layers is considered “too many”?5? 50? 500? This is why I hate numbers. It separates you, grades you, classifies your worth and efforts: excellent, not good enough,...
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Line in the Sand
There’s a phrase that’s been lingering in my head lately. Quiet, but unsettling, like a faint, static hum in the background. It showed up when I was feeling powerless, when...
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What I’m Trying to Get After a Decade of Building a Business
After a decade of building Lippielust, I realized I lost myself in it. This is my small step to detach, breathe, and exist beyond just being ‘Lippie.’ Not a resolution, just a reflection.
Silent Faces, Loud Voices. #MaskOn
Beyond aesthetics, masked musicians create spaces where art transcends identity. In an era obsessed with exposure, their conscious choice to remain hidden speaks volumes about artistic freedom.
A Middle Ground Between Brain Drain & Brainrot: The Silent Grind
Between brain drain and brainrot, there’s a middle ground: Silent Grinders. Not leaving, not checking out, just adapting, thriving, and surviving despite the system. Where do you stand? Escape or stay and grind?
Entitlement Mentality: Where’s My Reward for Existing?
I’ve learned the hard way: people who demand the most often give the least. Entitlement grows where effort isn’t required, and without consequences, some will always expect more while doing nothing in return.
Verba Vivere
I do have faith, you know. In something that is leading. In something that’s real. In something that is whispering. “Come. This way. Come. This way.” In spite of the...
Egocentric
It’s the moment when you totally can’t think positively. The only moment when I say that I can’t. I’m fully aware that maybe one day, when he finally says we’re...