Dear boyfriend,

I am not going to write you some sappy letter to tell you what an amazing boyfriend you are; although you are extremely amazing. Everybody writes all those cliche love stories confessing their love for one another, and frankly that is not us anymore. Sure, we have an amazing story with more love and happiness in it then I could ever imagine, but I want to thank you for so many things that most normal couples do not think to do.

Thank you for still arguing with me about whose couch it is in my playroom, when this has been a constant argument for the past seven years... IT IS MY COUCH.

Thank you for having off the wall memories that we shared from our childhood till now.

Thank you for showing that you care about what that bitchy girl at work said to me.

Thank you for always holding doors open for me, even though I know you just want to stare at my butt. Or it is because your driver side door will not unlock so you need me to do it for you.

Thank you for staring at my butt because it makes me feel less insecure about how unnaturally big it is and that all the junk food has paid off.

Thank you for letting me stalk that girl on your Instagram who blocked me, because who exactly does that bitch think she is?

Thank you for accepting the fact that I probably will not be an adult for awhile.

Thank you for always making sure you liked all of my pictures on Instagram, and helping me find the best filter for them.

Thank you for not getting super butt hurt that I use my own filter and not the one that you suggested.

Thank you for holding my hand...anywhere, anytime, everyday.

Thank you for letting me take up the entire couch, or floor, when we nap and not completely complaining about it. And how you act like you slept perfectly fine, when we both know I rolled around the entire time.

Thank you for always sharing your food with me after I try and say I do not want any.

Thank you for not complaining from the months of October-March when I refuse to shave my legs, because there is no need for anything to be worn except for pants in public.

Thank you for complementing how soft my legs are when I myself have finally had enough and decide to shave them.

Thank you for letting me play my phone in the car even though you cannot stand the majority of the songs.

Thank you for singing "Part Of Your World" with me at the top of your lungs, but always trying to out shine me.. yes we both know you really want to be Ariel. It is okay!

Thank you for never asking "Are you on your period?" but asking "Where is the heating pad?"

Thank you for saying "That one is mine" in front of everyone.

Thank you for letting me be over emotional, and super dramatic when a fictional character dies.

Thank you for letting me be dramatic and emotional 24/7.

Thank you for saying "Thank God You're beautiful" and grabbing me when I say something embarrassingly stupid and do not realize it, but everyone else does.

Thank you for letting me binge watch "Gossip Girl" and my Korean dramas, and sitting with me through them; also, for being able to hold conversations about what the flip just happened!

Thank you for not calling me fat when I decide I really just need to have some cookies and pizza...and some chips...and maybe some sour skittles as well. It is obviously that time of the month.

Thank you for cleaning my room, because you just cannot stand to see it so disgusting anymore.

Thank you for washing my clothes or putting them away, because they have been sitting there for a few weeks...or maybe a couple months.

Thank you for accepting the fact that I am a complete slob and not complaining every time you get into my car.

Thank you for always saying how lucky you are to finally have me, when I am the lucky one that waited almost four years to be with you.

Thank you for reading this article after I told you to read it.

So mio amore, thank you for everything you do and truly know that I appreciate you more than anything. You are the real MVP and I could not be more happier.

Love,

Your Girlfriend (who is better looking than any of your exes)