The first time I noticed you was last summer, when your hair was a purple, hot mess. You had held the door open for me. I didn’t thank you because fuck that patriarchal sentiment. I quickly walked past but only after checking you out cause damn you’re good looking. Nowadays I can’t stop looking. You’ve caught me a few times and have smiled back. Should I say hi? Am I being weird? Should I have just said thanks? Haha nah!
—Thirsty for apples

I think you'd make it in Bird Hollywood, but I hope our starter nest and all my love will do until then. You've got my head in the clouds, sweetheart.
—A spellbound feline

We met at our summer job last year. I thought I had gotten over my massive crush on you by now, but I still think of you often.
—Be mine

I read the story of how the hospital failed you when you were having a miscarriage. I had a similar experience three years ago. I see you. It's horrible, and it's not fair. Take care of yourself and know that you are not alone. To everyone else: let's lobby for better medical care for those who suffer miscarriage and pregnancy loss.
—Another untitled bitch