*042 - zzz

Someone teach me how to sleep comfortably on tables without cutting off the blood circulation in my arms, legs or worse yet boobs! Yes, I’m spineless, so sitting back in the chair and closing my eyes is not an option because I’ll most probably slither all the way down to the ground.

I’m sleeping in school so much nowadays. It’s practically become a daily ritual. I don’t think anyone would believe me if I tell them that the first time I ever fell asleep in school was last year, and that happened just a handful of times throughout the year.

Everyday, without fail, someone would ask me if I’m okay, or if I’m very tired, or if I’m stressed.

In my stress-induced tantrums, I’ve hurt too many people. And mostly, they’re the people who matter. Sorry ):

I’m just terrified. My heart can’t stop racing.

I wanna be superwoman.


[Aiyoh, forever so angsty! Gross. Stop it Evelyn, stop it.]