wordsforyoungmen:

to my six-year-old self: 

you are so bright. your energy is felt by everyone in the room. years later you will be told how welcoming and inclusive you are and i’m glad that’s stuck all this time.

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mountain-tech:

i left my job the same day i learned my grandpa passed away. for the past few months i’d been hoping to slow down, focus on one thing at a time. in a way i think this the universe giving me that space. there’s nothing in the way now, no anxious or cluttered thoughts about what’s due next, what i haven’t done yet, what to anticipate. my space is for you now, lolo. i think of you, your jokes, your stubbornness, your resilience, your independence. i think about lola, who’s alone now on the other side of the world. i think about how if it weren’t for this insidious virus you’d still be here, and that makes me angry. i think about how it infected two but took away only one, how unfair that is.

i miss you and i’ll see you one day. i’ll slow down now.

saintsoup:

put in my two weeks notice then i freaked it