Sometimes, this fear creeps upon me that I won’t make it, and suddenly I don’t feel good enough anymore.
- Vivian: Stevie, you think you're cooler than me huh?
- Me: Eh, why?
- Vivian: Do you?
- Me: Sure, why?
- Vivian: If you're cooler than me, I must be hotter than you.
cause really, no one cares.
It feels nice having to tiptoe to hug people or to have people rest their chin on your head. Or sometimes, when you hug someone, they pick you up because you’re short. ooh, and having people grab stuff for you is fun too.
Stay strong, Hiep! We’re all rootin’ for you.
RIP. Daryn Scott. My prayers go out to your family and friends.