Barely keeping myself sane.

Maybe it's the realization that an important is almost here. Maybe it's the stress from there but I'm slowly starting to lose my smile, even the fake one.

Everyday I feel weaker and weaker. A lack of sleep maybe? Everything night, there are so many things on my mind that I am barely able to sleep.

At the end of the day I just want a pat on the head, a kiss on the cheek and a hand to hold, all that to leave a smile on my face, it's that simple.

But sometimes, even that is too much to expect.

Ugh, my skin hurts. Nails digging into my skin will shaking me awake. Genius. Fuck.

I should burn the exams office or some shit to end my misery. Urgh.