We were inseparable for 6 years! Okay, minus those few little fights here and there. We had this plan to be life-long friends, but then I moved 60-something miles away to live my dream and go to college. Now we barely speak, so this one is for you.

I know we have only talked a handful of times since we threw our caps into the air, heck even that night after we all hugged, but didn’t even say a word. Despite the distance between us, I still love you and this is why.

Remember when...

we were at that festival and you saw me have my first panic attack, although neither of us knew what was going on, you helped me back to our other friend’s house and held me until I felt safe.

we would stay up all night making dumb videos, because we would land a part on Shake It Up! (What the heck were we thinking? We STILL can’t dance)

we went and bought my first pair of skinny jeans behind my mom’s back. I got in so much trouble for them!

we had that sleepover and we fit four of us in my bed! We played stupid games and talked about life, what we were going to do after graduation mostly.

the all-girl English and Health class they forced us into our freshman year? And all the trouble we got into? That was the worst decision they could have made.

We have these countless memories together, but there are some things I need to thank you for.

Thank you for...

Picking me up when I’m down.

The countless hours of conversation, even about the dumbest things.

Helping me through my break-ups and set-backs.

Allowing me to become a part of your families.

Supporting all my great decisions, followed with my worst.

All our arguments, stomach-busting laughs, and everything in between.

Helping me recover, although I didn't believe I could.

Helping me kick depressions butt, even though it was hard.

Loving me although, I'm a brat.

Taking up for me.

BUT most of all...

Thank you for... simply coming into my life. For never leaving despite the thousands of reasons I've given you over the years. For being my safety blanket on my hardest days.

I know most of us are 60-something miles away, but there never comes a day when I don’t think about, or miss you. Memories constantly pop into my head and I laugh at how stupid we were, especially thinking we were going to get famous off of our tacky outfits and awful dancing skills. I would give anything for just one day where we could all be together again.

With much love,

your little princess, sassy, tacky friend 60-something miles away.