I love you - all of you - so fucking much.
It's hard to articulate how much you love someone— much less every important person in your life, but I'll try here.
As you may or may not know, I don't have a family. My friends are all I've got and, no, this isn't a sad thing— promise.
When you don't have blood, you feel like you're wandering alone in the world—aimlessly searching for the reason why you're on this planet.
You make this journey a lot less lonely.
Life is changing. People have moved, found their person, followed their dreams and even started famillies. Being far away is hard and experiencing everything over social media is even harder. Just know, my heart explodes everytime I see an engagement, promotion, wedding photos, baby bumps— even 'I had a good day' posts.
Admittedly, I'm still trying to figure out what love is. While I may not understand, I do know I wouldn't have made it to 29 without you.
I love you for laughing at my jokes, driving me places, caring about my life, supporting my creative journey, letting me be a part of your wedding day, picking me up off the floor after a night of drinking my feelings, being the best dancing partners, letting me hang out with your pets, dealing with me when I have my sassy pants on, saying 'sorry isn't necessary' even when it is and making the effort to stay in touch 2,500 miles away.
This means everything to me.
I am so incredibly grateful for each and every one of you. Thank you doesn't cover it and I feel so lucky to have found you. I hope we remain forever friends and please know I'm here for all the highs, lows and everything inbetween.