To my roommate, thank you.
Thank you for holding my hand during stressful times and holding my hair during rough nights.
Thank you for never locking the door on me, even when I stay out until way past bedtime.
Thank you for cleaning and for never judging when I don't.
Thank you for not hating me when I leave the music on too loud, and thank you for dealing with my country music obsession.
Thank you for not judging me when I refuse to get dressed for hours after my shower.
Thank you for sharing your clothes, your food, your everything.
Thank you for making mac and cheese with me at midnight.
Thank you for making me soup when I am sick.
Thank you for dealing with my mood swings, my attitudes, and my mental breakdowns.
Thank you for always asking how class went, even if you know I'll respond with the same "it went fine, boring" that I always do.
Thank you for our early morning coffee runs, our late-night wine runs, and everything in between.
Thank you for helping me decorate and making our room our home.
Thank you for telling me I can do better when I may not believe it.
Thank you for everything.
Thank you for being you. And thank you for being my best friend.
















