“My smile, my pale skin, my skinny figure, my long toes… etc.” I was listing the things I was most insecure about. We were discussing how funny it is how everyone sees themselves

"Don't touch the ground! Just take it one rock at a time."

“People couldn’t understand why we were still friends, why the connection remained. I didn’t know how to explain that it did, because it didn’t have to. Somewhere under all of the layers of complication, we had a genuine connection that survived.”