Who's afraid of little old me?

you are allowed to be a beginner.

you are allowed to not know yet.

you are allowed to change.

you are allowed to take the long way.

you are allowed to rest.

you are allowed to feel it all without explaining yourself to anyone.

you don't owe anyone a polished version of your journey.

This is your daily reminder that you are loved, cared for, respected, are beautiful, are made of stars, are amazing, deserve care, deserve love, and are something that should be cherished.

He didn't do it.

The cops very clearly planted evidence on him because they had to make an arrest because all eyes were on them and whoever actually did the deed was making them look stupid.

Why would the real killer hero have kept the weapon on his person and traveled two states over while carrying it and a manifesto in his bag, conveniently turning the crime into a federal matter? The same guy whose bag they found in a park, filled with monopoly money? Why did the police turn off their bodycams, take Luigi's stuff, drive a block away, turn their bodycams back on, go back into the restaurant, and then arrest him?

“Ghosts aren’t real” it’s very fair and rational that you believe that

“Ghosts aren’t real anymore” I’m about to hear a poem or very sad story