To my best friend: I love you so much - you mean so much to me. I know these next few days, weeks, months are going to be incredibly hard for you. Stay strong for me, for your family, and for your beautiful baby.
To my best friend’s beloved Cedar: You were loved so much, and will continue to be loved even if you are not here physically anymore. The potted tulips I gave your mommy are a symbol of your everlasting presence in the people who loved you. Bouquets fade, but there is life in these thriving flowers. May you rest in peace. Good girl. <3
When you’ve been waiting at the back of the line for the last half hour
When someone walks by, sees their friends, and cuts ahead of you
“I’m sorry, do you not see the line from here to the fricken junior school? Why the fuck do you think that would be okay?”