Burnout
Tired is what I always am. Bags under my eyes as if I am a Chanel ambassador. Can't sleep past 5 AM and can barely eat. Who am I anymore? I miss me, where did my happiness go?
Tired is what I always am. Bags under my eyes as if I am a Chanel ambassador. Can't sleep past 5 AM and can barely eat. Who am I anymore? I miss me, where did my happiness go?