I don’t think I could have made it this far without you two by my side. We grew up together, only in the same town for 60 days and in different towns the other 305. But somehow, our bond is stronger than people who are actually blood related. I find myself in awe sometimes, just sitting and thinking of how I have not one, but two amazing girls to share every aspect of my life with, and I could never be more thankful. Now that all three of us are in different colleges along the East Coast, it shows me how our relationship can overcome anything. Our relationship can be so confusing sometimes; we get mad at each other for the littlest things, like not letting you have a bite of my sandwich will lead to a 20-minute silent treatment, or deciding I want to wear my shirt that you wanted to wear will end in a "OMG, stop being a bad mood" text. And yet, I would not want to change it for the world. Here're a few things I want to say thank you for, in case I haven't already.

Thank you for being my family. For treating my family like yours, and with arms wide open, making me a part of your family. For taking me on vacation with you like I am your sister and attending more family parties than my actual relatives.

Thank you for telling me things straight up, for not beating around the bush when it comes to guys, my un-matching outfits, or telling me I am handling a situation wrong (basically calling me out on my b*tchiness). Tough love is the best love.

Thank you for never being judgmental. I never have to worry about confiding in both of you because I know my mistakes will never jeopardize our relationship and how you look at me.

Thank you for loving the same things I do, for never saying no to a trip to Starbucks or Aqua Blue to split a plate of mashed potatoes. For coming to my house unexpected and watching an endless number of documentaries without questioning why I find them interesting.

Thank you for being a part of the meaning behind my tattoo.

Thank you for always making me smile, for making me laugh, wiping my tears, and giving me two shoulders to cry on when sadness and anger drown my thoughts (for the rare times I am emotional).

Thank you for creating the most amazing memories with me. Sometimes I don’t think some people can even hold a conversation with the three of us because of the excessive number of inside jokes.

Thank you for understanding my moods and how to handle them. You both know how to handle my b*tchyiess (which is too often than it should be) and love me for being extremely unemotional.

But most importantly...

Thank you for sharing your life with me. For all the experiences I shared with you and opportunities you gave me. For letting me into your world, beyond what most people see, and letting me be the one you both call as soon as you have gossip/need advice/ or just want to talk. I never want that to change, no matter where life takes us (but I am hoping it will take us to Chadwick forever). Thank you so much for being you. I hate you sometimes, but I will love you always.