Mango salsa and nacho chips. Netflix binge. Orange Is The New Black again. I have an exam tomorrow morning at eight, but I don't care, it should be easy. Everything sucks lately. I may have gastritis. My friend came over last night and held me while I cried about LM. Men, right? But it's gonna be okay, because I am worth it. I just don't feel that way. I'm going home for a week on Friday. My grandma will make me tea and tell me no boy is worth sobbing over. I won't believe her yet.

Tomorrow I will look hot to make myself feel strong. It's my cure.

Thank you for reading my weird crap. I have some thoughts related to disability and relationships when I feel coherent.