I mean- life is exhausting but I suppose there's a reason you're living it, and that reason must be important, I admit that. that's not going to change but tomorrow also has the same capacity to be wonderful and kind. and it's so important and so precious to me that you've held on for so long even though that balance is delicate and uncertain and sometimes it has this penchant for being bad instead of good and you're still here nonetheless.
My coparent










