Okay, so you know I suck at this, 'sentimental stuff'', but I LUFF U ND DIZ IZ 4 U K.
Thanks, for just always being there, listening to me whine and moan about stupid things, thanks for keeping my secrets and being the one person I can go to, to talk about everything and anything, thanks for calling me every single day without fail -for the most part :| -, thanks for the best vacation ever, Winter '10. Thanks for understanding me, and the fucking seriously looks/emoticons, that help me realise what an idiot I'm being, for being honest when it'd be easier to just agree, thanks for HAVING your own opinion ;), can I help it if mine is exactly the same? Thanks for trying to have intelectualz convoz about Chomsky's work with me, it's k, you're all about chicklit, but I still luff you, thanks for the 'but man, you can do so much better's, I can't, but knowing there are people who think so still helps, thanks for insisting they messed up checking my AS Literature exam, instead of telling me I messed up that exam in itself, which is probably what I did. Thanks for laughing at things-certain-people-say/do with me, thanks for helping me not feel like a failure, just thanks, for being such an important part of my life.
You have no idea how fucking upset I was when I found out you'd be moving last year, but it's okay, now, school might have sucked, but we'll be in the same city for university at least, for now anyway. Can't wait to see you again. <3
Happy Nineteenth Bebz, I luff u 5evr AND YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEEANSSSSS.
P.S I KNOW, that one day we'll go to the Harry Potter theme park and then go on a road trip to Salzburg. Cuz, you know, me = cool enough to have city named after me.