1. Eva Solo, Syrah wine glasses (I’m missing four)
2. Mario Badescu, drying lotion
3. Too Faced, white chocolate chip eyeshadow palette
4. The Body Shop, products from the Tea Tree range
5. Rebecca Minkoff, chevron quilted small love crossbody
6. Once Upon A Time, season 6
7. Gift cards or money

I was reading Kristine’s new blog post about what she had on her wish list, and since it’s only 47 days until my birthday, I thought I would make one as well.

Why is it so hard to think of something you want when people ask? It’s not like I don’t want anything, but when the stuff I want is so freaking expensive I don’t wanna say them.
Like that bag, I know I’m never gonna get it, but hey, it’s my list. I’ve regretted not getting it in New York back in February. So I needed to put it on there. Just one of the few things that I’m saving my money for right now.

What is on your wish list? I need some inspiration!

I have no idea what I was thinking. Going back to school.
Well I was thinking that it would make me more appealing when apply for work. I did not think about how hard it was going to be having to work almost full time, while also going to school full time.
I’m constantly tired and have no motivation to do anything. What a great combo for someone who already is dealing with depression.

This semester I have seven exams. Slightly my own fault though, but still. I failed one, my first semester and the two others I couldn’t take because I had just had surgery. And since I don’t wanna fall behind, I’m definitely overreaching trying to take them all now. You wanna know how much I have done so far? Nothing! I just can’t seem to open a single book, and my first one is in five weeks! Seriously considering running away and living deep in the forest where no one can find me.

So please send me all the luck in the world. I’m gonna need it.
Now I’m gonna hide from my responsibilities with a face mask and some YouTube.

The monster in my head are back.
Slowly growing bigger.
I can feel it eating me up, from the inside out.
Sucking all the energy out of me.
Taking away my will to fight. To live.
I want to run, to hide, but how can I get away from a monster that lives inside of me?
Will I ever be free?

Another day on autopilot.

I don’t know how much longer I can do this. Get up, go to work, walk around like a zombie, barly takling to anybody, go home and stare blankly at the TV until it’s time to go to bed.

I need something that excites me. Something that make me want to get up in the morning. I just don’t know what that is and I’m getting tired of searching for it.