Credence

by Penelope Douglas

“You’re going to look in the mirror at the seventeen-year-old girl in a fifty-year-old body and realize you wasted so much time being devastated at how those fuckers didn’t love you that you forgot there’s an entire world of people who will.”

Let’s not be friends. Let’s fight and laugh and make babies someday and go insane, because I’m fucking in love with you.

As long as we’re together, we’re home. It doesn’t matter where.