We’re all just people trying to find our voice. Trying to be liked, trying to share our talents, trying to find our talents. Some of us are bigger, but bigger isn’t always better, remember that.
We’re all different, with different talents, different callings, different tastes, styles, hobbies, quirks. Our style is unique, our aspirations are mutual. How can we be so different, how can be so same?
We’re all just people, searching for our place in the world. We’re all important, we’re all needed, we’re all loved. No one is more worthy than the other. There are no mistakes, there is no empty space. Don’t ever forget, don’t ever give up. You are here, you are loved.
hey, there, I’m abby. I have messy hair, a messy room, and messy handwriting. my brain has too many words, and my mouth never likes to speak them. I’d love to be your friend.