Oh my God! This is tragic.
Three months ago, my life completely turned upside down when I stumbled upon this thing called copywriting.
While I was just figuring it all out, new to this cruel world.
I met this guy.
He’s got that charm, the popularity, famous among copywriters.
Just perfect.
Always there for me, making my life easy.
I fell. Hard.
But…
Love isn't always kind.
It's demanding, draining.
Those strained eyes, the sleepless nights.
Still, I couldn't leave him.
Until one day, I had enough!
And then, I finally decided to cheat on him and use him. (Tit for tat.)
With someone new, someone who's simple yet useful. For me it's pen and paper.
It's way better, my eyes don’t strain anymore.
I still go to him for the final drafts.
Him A. K. A google docs.
I know he’s toxic, but he’s still mine.