Emily.

This is Emily and I on New Years of 2011. This girl has gotten me through two of the worst nights of my life, and she has gotten me through so many other lonely nights when I lived in Michigan. 

I want to say a few things about this girl. She is beautiful, sarcastic, intelligent, funny as fuck, and one of the most entertaining people I’ve ever met in my life. 

I miss all the times we drank til we were super drunk, and all the times we kissed, (I never told you that.) And all the times I came over and held you while you cried. Even the nights that I was falling apart. Remember the day Matt broke up with me, and instead of sleeping because we were both tired, we took the money I took from Matt and walked to Speedway and bought poptarts and junk food. We stuffed out faces and watched movies. 

Remember the first night I met you? We instantly fell into place, like we had known each other for years. 

I remember that the first bottle of alcohol I drank was with you , and also the first time I was ever drunk. 

Emily, even if we fight sometimes, and even if sometimes we hate each other, I will always love you, and I feel that we will always be best friends.