To My BAMF,

You're one of those people who always says, "Who cares?" and "Let's ______ just to see what happens, it'll be hilarious"! You're one of those people who always speaks their mind without fear of scrutiny from others because your strength, arsenal of amazing comebacks, and sass (among other things) are bigger than your fears.

I mean, everyone's human and we all have days where we're insecure and a little timid but it seems like those days are few and far between to you. You're as fantabulous as Beyoncé in all of Lemonade. Don't. Ever. Forget. It.

You're definitely not the person who sweats the small stuff, even though you might on occasion. Whether it's class assignments to drama among the social circle, you're doing your own thing. Not like a lone wolf, but you rise above and always encourage people to do the same. Being the bigger person, but not letting it get to your head. Being optimistic when the rain clouds roll in, and everyone seems to be down and out. Being calm, cool, and collected when stress comes your way. But that doesn't mean you don't like to poke the bear and show off your trademark sass and wit during times when people are taking things too seriously, need a laugh, or to get over the stupid ex-S/O you want to hit repeatedly with a brick for being a super-jerk. You embody comedic relief.

You work so hard and are so passionate about the opportunities, people, and experiences that exist in your life, never taking a second of it for granted, and always taking the time to show the people you love and care about how much you cherish having them in your life. You prioritize and dictate what and whom you surround yourself with, but you're not one to let differences between a friend separate you from being there for people whether you like them or not. I probably see you every day, or not so much. I may be returning to my place as your partner in crime, but you always pick up where we left off and I love that. You've got a big heart but also a bigger, brighter sparkle in your eye and smile when you say, "Firetruck it! Let's go on an adventure," and cause some good old-fashioned trouble. Whether it's faking an emergency to get out of class to get food together, showing up to a party in our crummy clothes, or parking on the grass because "Firetruck it." We're having a blast, as usual.

Although they might be the same, not giving a shiitake mushroom and not giving a firetruck are two different things in my mind. Not giving a crap isn't good since you need to give some crap in order to be able to function as a human being and contributing member of society, whether or not you want to. Not giving a firetruck, however, embodies all I've said above; conducting the humor/sass/debauchery train, not sweating the small stuff, being positive and fearless against all odds, and most of all... cherishing it all, lessons & blessings.

I just wanted to remind you how amazing and fantabulous you are, hope you never forget it, and to always give some crap. But, God forbid, never give a single red firetruck.

Much Love,

Your Partner In Crime