Dear Charlie,
I'm in a really good place. Like physically, mentally, emotionally
First let's start with physically. I'm literally like 2.9 pounds from where I need to be. I'm so excited but it's not going to matter because the seasons almost over by to no I'm so close gets me excited.
Now mentally. I'm pretty sure I passed my finals. Like so far I for sure passed one and now I'm waiting for the others. I still have two left but I don't give a fuck I'm going to pass those.
And not emotionally. I've come to the point where I'm okay with me. I changed my username to something that's more like me.
Maybe I feel like this cause I've been jamming out to ed sheeran for the last couple of days.
I feel infinite. Wow wow, that wasn't even on purpose that was just typed that. I'm freaking amazing.
Well Charlie I'm going to go and wait for that food to get done cause I'm hungry.
Remember: LIFE GOES ON SO BITCH STOP COMPLAINING
Love always,
Me
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The Perks of Being Me
RandomCharlie's story inspired me to write about my freshman year although its almost over. I've already been writing letters just not to Charlie but I think he should know my story too.
