the bad news is that i dropped a french fry in my backpack and can’t find it but the good news is that now i have a snack for later.
Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged?
You are iron.
And you are strong.
You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.
i got two extra pickles in my dinner order which was easily the best thing that’s happened to me today.