Letters

I know the world has led you to believe that only beginnings should be celebrated whereas endings should be mourned. But they've completely missed the point.

Psst: This letter is part 2 in a series. If you’d like to read part 1 first, you can find it here: “A letter to little me” Hey Special K, I'm sorry it took me so long to write to you again. I think a part of

Dear Katie, KIDDING. I know you hate being called that. (Though I never figured out why... maybe because it's literally just not your name! Whoever decided “Katie” was the perfect nickname for “Katherine” deserves a stern talking to.) I've been thinking about you a lot lately