Dear Roomie,
I never imagined that in just one short year, you would become such a big part of my life! Through the many months of rough "adulthood" and having to cook and fend for ourselves, those nightly conversations in the kitchen (mostly over a pot of pasta) turned into a beautiful friendship. We went from two girls who knew each other, but didn't really talk that much and only liked each other's selfies every now and again, to being partners in crime and we've never looked back! Who knew just how much I needed you?
Roomie, I know I can count on you every time I need someone to run to Target with me and spend ungodly amounts of money on things we probably don't need. I know that the car ride there will most likely consist of lots of dancing, singing (very badly and very loudly) to early 2000's throwbacks, and laughing until we hurt. When it's time to get in the feels and all you want to do is eat some microwave made s'mores and sob your heart out while watching Titanic, I know you'll be on the couch right next to me! And where would I be without our weekly MTV binge watching while we lay in bed and talk about where we will both be 10 years from now.
Roomie, I also have to thank you for never letting me work out alone, for letting me rummage through your closet, for letting me use your ketchup all the time, for being there to put fake tan on my back, and for whipping me back into shape when I'm being an over the top drama queen. You turned into so much more than a roommate, you turned into a best friend. A person that I didn't know I needed, and for that, I will always be thankful! Roomie, I can't wait to take on this next year of apartment life with you and continue to let our friendship and the camera roll on my phone grow with your many ridiculous snaps.
Love ya long time