my people

A special shout out

To my girls. Before I met you guys officially, I was having a pretty shitty time. I struggled daily with my post partum depression and battles tears and feelings of hopelessness almost constantly. I felt alone and overwhelmed and you guys brought me out of my head. I still deal with my depression day by day and will for a while. But you guys make life so much easier. Whether it’s whispers or a super confusing and glitchy Skype call, I could talk to any if you for hours. You make me smile. You make me laugh. I can’t wait to see you guys in person and get to give you the hugs and personal thanks that yall deserve. I love how we can talk about literally everything, from throwing salt to throwing neck ( @inukag-4ever ) 😉 or even explaining southern slang to international travel plans. I love you guys so much. And I can’t wait. Together in Tennessee 😙❤❤

@inunanna @kuddle-cakes @adorableears7 @kags09 @inukag-4ever

9

“Where do you think the money went?” he repeated.
“Guns?” asked Jesper.
“Ships?” queried Inej.
“Bombs?” suggested Wylan.
“Political bribes?” offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. “This is where you tell us how awful we are,” she whispered.
He shrugged. “They all seem like practical choices.”
“Sugar,” said Kaz.
Jesper nudged the sugar bowl down the table to him.
Kaz rolled his eyes. “Not for my coffee, you podge. I used the money to buy up sugar shares and placed them in private accounts for all of us—under aliases, of course.”
“I don’t like speculation,” said Matthias.
“Of course you don’t. You like things you can see. Like piles of snow and benevolent tree gods.”
“Oh, there it is!” said Inej, resting her head on Nina’s shoulder and beaming at Matthias. “I missed his glower.”
“Besides,” said Kaz, “it’s hardly speculation if you know the outcome.”