hey friends if you are a writer i don’t care what you write
if you wrote a word today
even if that word was ‘askfjafld’ and then you cried
or you wrote fifteen thousand and they were perfect
i am proud of you you go you sunshine
No. I could have. And somehow that’s even sadder.
No, I mean it. You are so wonderful and open and honest, okay? You are like something I’ve never even touched before. I think you’d be the wildflowers on the mountainside, or something. There’s a picture in my head, when I think of you, but I can’t get it out in words. I think of lavender when I think of you.