Karma... don't let me down now

I believe that I am a good person. At least I try to be.
Sure, I lie and do 'bad' things, but I try to be good.
I return things to their owner or somewhere the person who lost it can get it, because I hope that someone will do that for me too.
Oh, how I hope that right now...

I went to IKEA today and lost my IPhone. I don't know where, I don't know when. I have an idea, but I'm not sure.
I'll call tomorrow and I pray that somebody returned it.

I need this IPhone. Not because I use it as Phone or because it has my music, but because I have plot bunnies on there and notes, that are very important to me. I can't bear to lose them...

Please, please give me back my IPhone (and that is such a selfish wish considering all the suffering other people have to go through)
but my self-esteem is at a minimum, I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore, The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends, I'm feeling so alone, I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do, I eat way too much to try and make myself feel better, I feel like no one cares about me andI just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.


I need this phone. Bad. 
Please... please, give me this phone. It needs to be repaired, I want to read my notes and listen to my music.


I need it.