Sometimes, when I'm alone in the dark, I just get hit by reality like .. all of this, it's real. It's not imagination, time is real and will be over soon. It's scaring the shit out of me.

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Sometimes, when I'm alone in the dark, I just get hit by reality like .. all of this, it's real. It's not imagination, time is real and will be over soon. It's scaring the shit out of me.
Reading a twist on Disney's Sleeping Beauty. Merryweather knew what was up. #woke #realityhitshard #whenfairytalesgetreal (at Taguig)
Mantra for me to keep repeating to myself for this entire day. #itsgettingreal #realityhitshard
Sometimes, I wish I could just lay in my room and become something great for just lying in bed. People would open their phone’s just to say, “She’s so famous, look how she holds the cover god it’s worth millions!”
What 2 & 1/2 years in SLM can do to you. #innocencegone #realityhitshard #10kilosheavier
Moments burned in memory
The moment he leaves and every moment in between. The moment he brings you to the release and it's so emotional your eyes feel with tears The moment he touches you and your body burns and aches for it The moment just thinking about him gets your temperature rising, Then the moment it's over and you realize it's not yours to have. It's just that moment in time.
Third Years Will Relate to this...
I have no life.
The only thing I have to look forward to is the moment I can close down my mac for the last time when I finally reach the end of my endless pile of work.
I frequently wake up from petrifying nightmares where I find myself drowning in a sea of books which fills my whole room.
For the first time in my life I am struggling to keep a piece of work below a 10,000 word limit.
Oh and I faced with the continuous fear that in 8 weeks time, all my final deadlines will be over and I will be faced with the next dramatic challenge of facing facts that I am a grown adult who needs to find a real career, apparently once you have abstained a degree, selling sandwiches is seen as a monkeys job.
Is it any wonder that I am stressed?