to you my judith,

I have written about you so many times and you have no idea. My nerdy friend, I loved you more than most. I could only hear half of the things you ever said, but every time you opened your mouth, I liked you more. Please hear me: your brain is your abuser, and you don’t deserve the horrible things it says to you. I will never understand the battle you go through daily, but I am in awe of your strength. Please stay here for Moosh, she’ll need you. I know that’s super selfish to ask, but do what I say lady!

Thank you for every joke I got to roll my eyes to. You bring so much joy to the people around you. And you made me care about environmental science. As much as you don’t believe it, you are a main character at Thrive, and you’re a leader. People look up to you. I look up to you.

You’re a cool kid, and I love you.

PS: If you’re smoking after sex, you’re doing it too fast.

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