AlLiSON

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

Literally JP!!

My dissertation defense

You literally just have to get really good at continuing.

girlie you can’t give up now you don’t have the dark green couch of your dreams yet

this is getting some attention again, so for all of you who are writing “i have the green couch already, can i give up now?!’ the answer is no. the green couch is a metaphor. your one job in this wild and precious life is to dream things for yourself, always: a college degree, more friends, your art in a show, that book you keep promising you’ll finally finish writing, your first trip abroad, a happy life with your loved ones, the day you wake and realise you have new wrinkles and not feeling anything but so, so proud that you have lived long enough for your body to show how far you’ve come. so no, girlie with the dark green couch, you cannot give up. it is time for the next dream

If too many people are mean to you when you're 7 the rest of your life becomes a horror game forever