To My Roomies,

Living together has been one hell of a ride, from the highs of drinking (and dancing) until the morning and the lows of fighting over whose dishes were in the sink, we made it through.

Now the day has come and we’re moving out soon, moving onto another chapter of our lives. But, I know we’ll still be a part of each other’s next one too, even though we won’t be under the same roof.

Looking back I know nothing will ever be the way it is now, so I’m appreciating these last days we have living together.

Visiting each other in our new homes, with new roommates (or without them) will be even more exciting because of all of the memories we shared living under this slowly emptying home. We’ve created a bond that not many others will understand.

Roommates are the only ones who know what you really look like 24 hours of the day; after class, after the shower, after the gym, after sex, after a food coma, you’ve seen it all. Thanks for sticking it out with the best and worst.

And that includes all of the unwanted details that you’ve learned through my ups and downs being in the room next-door; the drunken nights where we spill more than our wine, dealing with the break ups and make ups between boys and friends, the rollercoaster of emotions and food consumption during our time of the month, our family drama that’s become your own, and all of the messy in betweens.

We’ve managed to survive each other’s battlefield of a life, and help each other through it with as little scarring as possible.

We may not be able to make/eat every meal together while gossiping, run into each others room when something absolutely ridiculous happens, when we get those scandalous texts, or when we seriously just need a drinking partner. But, as Charlie Puth says, I’m only one call away.

I can’t wait to grow as individuals and friends and get to incorporate each other into our versions of adulting. Now that we know we don’t have 24/7 to have all the fun we did living together, imagine how much craziness we’ll pack into the opportunities we do have together?

We may be moving out, but far from moving on. Thank god soul mates can be best friends, otherwise this would be a break-up, and I’d really miss sharing closets with you.

Thanks for the binge eating, binge drinking, constant laughing, and emotion overflow that you’ve accompanied me for. Not sure if a male soul mate can handle all of these stages of my life, but at least I know you’ll always be there if I need a quick replacement.

Let’s get all of the food that Kendall Jenner never eats and all of the alcohol the Housewives drink and make the best out of our last few nights here in our place.

Cheers to you roomies, and cheers to our futures together even when we’re apart.