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So, you thought this was going to be another site full of promises, fantasies, and temporary escapes? another distraction, another detour?

ARE you Chasing horsepower and shiny wheels, believing a faster car will take you further away from dissatisfaction — but it leaves you parked in the same emotional dead - end?

Casually popping over-the-counter pills like they're candy—Painkillers for the hangover after last night’s deal, stimulants to carry you through a marathon of meetings, and sleeping aids to quiet the anxiety you won’t confront?

Maybe even flirting with glamorised illegal drugs—cocaine for confidence, psychedelics for spiritual awakening, and ketamine for pharmacological detachment—all carefully curated into your image of controlled chaos.

Rolling dice with your finances—sports bets for a thrill, pokies for an escape, poker nights for validation—risking tomorrow’s stability for today’s hit.

Swiping through tinder in a search of love, instead
settling for ego hits and attention crumbs. You lease company by the hour — staged warmth you can invoice and archive. Your DMs are full, but your heart? Vacant.

Do you need a drink to relax, another one to socialise, and just one more to forget you had the first two?

Is your worth neatly packaged in that expensive designer bag you don’t really need, impressing people who don't even care?

New nose, new lips, new cheekbones — only to find you still need a filter to feel pretty?

Are you swapping actual self-care for rituals that are trending on instagram — cold plunges, collagen shots, juice cleanses, and boutique biohacks sold with an influencer code?

Do you need coffee to wake up, coffee to keep going, coffee to stay up late — or maybe a Red Bull that gives you wings? to fly where?

Straight into your phone — refreshing feeds, mindlessly scrolling,Posting moments crafted for envy rather than authenticity, obsessively tracking followers while losing sight of genuine friendships.

You’ve learned to glide on notifications, parachute into another headline, and land on a pile of receipts and shots that prove you were busy. You perfected performance and postponed life. Bravo.

Welcome to the paradox of modern addiction — it’s sleek, it’s socially approved, and has its own routine.

You're chasing freedom in the very things chaining you down, one expensive habit at a time.

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WAY OUT