I gotta chill. But I also need to shut down that part of the brain that tells me to chill. Stagnant or reckless, I feel like there’s no in-between.

Fuck

A few things. 

This is the lowest weight I’ve been in years and it’s super exciting. 

I hope things can stay how they’ve been for so long. It’s so fucking important to me that it does and the possibility that it might not is something I’m having a really hard time pushing out of my mind. I hate not being able to clear up misunderstandings to the fullest extent.  

I have really fucking good friends and I spent like 2 hours writing shit about them that I will post soon once it doesn’t sound like a rambling mess.