Lost

Inspirational mints.

Everytime I go to the mall with my friends. I get tempted to walk into Powell's sweet shop, and go to the mints. Not because I really liked eating mints, which I do, but it was because they had things on them that said things like "get lost along the way" "everything happens for a reason" and "there are no regrets in life just lessons"
      I get that they are really tumblr mints, but they make me happy. And also make for really good pill containers after you binge eat all the mints.
     That's besides the point though. I was only thinking of the mints because currently I just woke up in my room on a Thursday morning and I can't find the top to my "get lost along the way" mints.
     The reason why? I took 4 Mg of Xanax on a school night, apperently ate all my mints and threw the top somewhere.
    I used to have boundaries. Such as never mixing school and drugs, but I guess I stopped caring. Well at least I stopped caring until I was 12 minutes late and one tumblr mint container short.
    After angrily sighing I'm forced to give up on my search for my mints, and run outside to my blonde friend.
    Of course as a good friend she waited, because people didn't really miss our presence at our school. We'd been late so many times it didn't matter.
     I check my phone which is at about 46% because my high self never remember to plug it in, followed by about 20 snapchats an angry paragraph from a friend and 136 messages from a group chat between me my blonde and our other friend.
    I go to check my snapchat story first because that's usually an adventure.              
    As I go threw my story I see one picture of me laying half way off my bed, and the next is me very sloppily eating an apple after that, There was nothing just like my memory of what happened.
     I laugh a little before I go to check my messages, because that's when things turn to shit.
    The snapchats were just people making dumb comments like "can you eat me like you can eat that Apple" and "Cece it's okay life can be better for you" so I had my range of messages. Then I go to my texts, and see the long paragragh I never hoped to read.
     I put away my phone before things bother me to much. I pull my bag around to my side, and pull out a cigarette, lighting it and continuing my walk to school.
  
   "So I take it this is gonna be a fun day." Blondie says

   "Oh the funnest", I roll my eyes and blow out smoke. Trying to walk in a straight line. "Wanna stop for a coffee at 7/11?"

   "Sure I mean if your gonna be late night as well be really late."