i came home from work last night.
was feeling very sorry for myself after a fucked up day.
jumped into bed with a huge huge bowl of icecream at nearly 12.
had around 3 spoonfuls then got a text from my friend saying we are going to this party. pick you up in 2 minutes.
got ready soo fast. my friend waas like sorry about the late notice but new you wouldn't turn down a party :)
went out had a really good night. just got home now nearly 4;30 pm and found the bowl of ice cream. oh how glad i am that i didn't eat it.
take it one day at a time my loves.