It's been almost 17 years of pure sisterhood. Crazy right?

It's been 17 years of sleepovers, soccer games, band practice, vent sessions, birthdays, summers spent at my house, and college. Never would I have thought I would find a girl who understood me more than I understood myself. I never thought I would find a girl that would stand by me even when I was wrong or forgive me when I didn't do something right. Through the break-ups, times where I just needed to get out of the house, homework sessions, and even in times of silence, you were right there holding my hand.

Even then, we've definitely had our valleys. Times I was mad at you, or you were mad at me. Times where we just weren't on the same page, and even when we didn't talk. But, we always found our way back. Through tears or laughter, we always found each other.

We read the same books on accident. We gush over the same make-up products, movies, and clothes. We dream about our weddings and being pregnant at the same time. You know to get me, send me, or show me anything giraffe related because let's be honest I'm obsessed, and I know you love zebras sometimes more than me. We spend our Saturdays in the bookstore or checking out lipstick at Ulta for hours. We don't have to do anything but stay up for hours and talk about life, and we still have the time of our lives. It takes absolutely nothing for us to be best friends.

Even though we are now at separate colleges living our lives, you love me, you help me, you forgive me, and you have been there for me without a second thought. Not just now but continuously throughout my life. I think the saying goes, "Every brunette needs a blonde best friend." Personally, I think it should say, "Every Kendall needs a Kylie". Thanks for being my Kylie.

So, here's to you. Thank you for keeping me up with the Kardashians. Thank you for being the person you are. Thank you for always cheering me on, and thank you for loving me even when I didn't. God knew I needed a best friend who would also practically be my sister.

I love you, hay.