I feel like supergirl. Being able to survive 15+ hours with only 3 hours of sleep is common when you're me. Thanks to these thoughts bothering me again. Maybe I'm just paranoid. Maybe.. But what if all these thoughts turn out to be real? The reality that I fear would take over this fantasy I'm living in, will it ever take over my nearly-perfect fantasy?
I wonder. Wonder. And wonder. I wonder about so much.
Maybe I ask for too much. I try not to care, yet I'm so afraid.
