You guys probably saw on her journal if you have her friended, but GEMMA IS COMING HERE IN TWO WEEKS!!

I went through my
iwant_sprinkles tag to find our "to do" list (painting photoshoot; make graffiti; buy garter belts; chocolate margaritas; etc) but I'm getting all caught up and I'm ready to fucking cry because I feel so unbelievably blessed to have her and to have her give enough of a shit to fly thousands of miles and spend an unheard number of hours on a plane just to be around me. Me. The "freak" who doesn't fit into society's protocol, the "bitch" who feels understood by most people on a daily basis, but she puts all of that in for me. This girl who is SO smart and SO funny and SO artistic and SO completely
with me ALL of the fucking time. I don't even have to speak, because she knows what I'm thinking. And I found this over the fucking internet. The luck, I don't even know. She doesn't care if my shit's a mess. She doesn't care if
I'm a mess. I don't have to put makeup on, I don't have to get dressed. I don't have to pretend I eat anything but junk all day, and I can keep my box of Wheat Thins on the floor. I don't have to go to bed before 5am, I don't have someone nagging me to go to bed ever. I don't have to censor myself. If I randomly think of House or Glee in conversation, I can spit it out and be greeted with the same excitement and enthusiasm I feel within myself. I'm just in one of those moods where I CAN'T FUCKING EVEN UNDERSTAND THIS. And she'll be here for American Thanksgiving and for epic House episodes and I can't even, fuck fuck fuck!!! dlkjfhjdkhgs!