Dear Ellie,

Thanks for being my roomie, my best friend, and my personal therapist. The list could go on, but you're my person and I'm sure you already know. Warning you now this is about to get real sappy and real corny, I'm sorry. I remember the first time you messaged me on instagram asking me to be your potential roommate. I was shocked, and extremely excited because I stalked your instagram hard core. I thought you were so freaking pretty and so chill, you were the perfect college roommate. I later found out that you asked me to be your roomie because you appreciated my tooth gap, and loved my Birkenstocks. The friendship was meant to be. Once we started messaging, we instantly clicked and our friendship grew from there.

From the endless ugly snapchat photos, to the paragraph texts complaining about everything, we became really close and the move in date came even closer. I was nervous to move into college but knowing I already had my best friend, it made life so much easier. I knew it was going to be the best year of my life when we managed to match our room decorations without trying. We connected on so many things, and continue to. It's great to have someone who understands me but can also keep me in line when I'm being too sassy. We both know my sass is out of control some days.

Thanks for being my roomie and for most importantly being my person. I don't think I could have survived this first year of college without you. We've made so many amazing memoires and I can't wait to make so many more! I would never want to finish an entire pizza, scream in the hallways, make up Portlandia skits, be cheer captains, watch Spongebob, cry over nothing, talk about chicken nuggets, obsess over honey mustard, or watch conspiracy theories with anyone else. Or have anyone else chase me with worms....I love you bitch.....I ain't ever gonna stop loving you...biiiiitch.