I'm composing this verbally, via my phone, and I cannot imagine the travesty it is going to turn out to be.
I am at my friend Kay's house, and I cannot wait to see how this phone spells Kay. Please know that she has an E at the end of her name. I usually add about 15 Es when I'm writing her name. Because I'm a fun friend.
Kay and her Es have a 9000-year-old beautiful cat. Kay has already left for work, and the cat is looking at me like wyyy yu heer? Oh she is adorable.
In case you have forgotten, the worst time for a breakup is in the morning. I don't know what that is, but you wake up just paralyzed by sad. I still haven't eaten much, although someone gave me some Girl Scout cookies, breakup Girl Scout cookies, and I've pretty much plowed through the box this week. But please note that it is Thursday and I haven't even finished one simple box of Girl Scout cookies. For me, that is a bad sign.
My friends keep saying, "you have to eat," which is hilarious. Never in my life I've been told to eat. However, my stupid friends keep insisting I have to eat something nutritious. Why? One friend said, "Why don't you try just sniffing a vegetable. Just sniff the vegetable and see if maybe you'll take it in your mouth next." Like I'm at Edsel or something.
Today, why doesn't everyone tell me a story about when they broke up with someone, and how quickly they got over it. Please emphasize the part where you got over it. Oh my God.
Woefully, June P. S. Also, knock it off with the advice. Thank you. Love you!