i forget how lucky i am.
tonight was a pretty typical iris day. but i started thinking about how lucky i fucking am. my mom text me during 5th period and said she couldnt take me to music and see if i could find a ride. within 5 minutes, i found a ride to an obscure part of town that is literally on no ones way anywhere. i have the best friends.
i also got to have dinner with my lovely friend cecelia, and that was just fantastic.
then my sister texted me and said she couldnt pick me up from the dance show so i should try to get a ride. i went up to a group of people and asked if anyone could give me a ride home, and i got like 4 affirmatives.
then tori, lillie, and charlie told me that they stalked me on facebook and that they think that im cool :)
I’m 120 and I was 115 earlier this week. All I want to be is 110. I’ll keep puking till then
