friend-suggestions

in another universe, we never stopped speaking. in this one, happy birthday

oh, dear…someone who loves you wouldn’t believe in fighting against your rights.

“this reminded me of you” is my favorite thing to hear

i think love is about finding people to be in the kitchen with

I hope you know that you will always matter. no matter what.

just a soft reminder here that stability doesn’t always look like a house with a white picket fence and the greenest grass. sometimes it looks like a second-floor apartment with some flowers to water. be kind to yourself. you’re the only you you have.

I’m going to hold your hands when I say this: whatever you have going on, this is not the end for you. There is a light at the end of this tunnel, and I promise it’s not a train.