Your voice becomes my home.

I haven’t existed on tumblr in what feels like a couple of years. Hello.

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To you, The one who opened her life to me, even as a perfect stranger. The one who makes me breakfast every morning, and showers the day off of me every evening. The one who challenges me to do better, be better. The one that said to me “You are too intelligent and too talented to be this lazy.” The one that loves me, for me, in my entirety. Never in spite of. The one who has seen me on my worst behavior, and held me tighter through it. The one who nourishes me with healthy food and affirmations. The one that reminds me that I don’t always have to be big. The one that stays up all night with me when I am restless and inconsolable. The one who takes one look at me and knows what I need. The one who dances in the aisles of the store. The one that is always proud of me, even for just getting out of bed. The one who is ready to love when I’m ready to fight. The one I never have to doubt. The one who was unexpected. The one I never imagined in my wildest dreams. The one I hope I never have to wake up without. You are the one. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsrrxgvn_7c5jH5MlvwozkLRmLqWCHD_zL1-lk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=5hpuvahen913