Thanks for always being there to tell me I'm beautiful and amazing whenever I'm feeling down.
I'm going to miss you when you move to New York to take that amazing job opportunity.
Talking on the phone just isn't the same as you and your beautiful wife picking me up and driving out to the middle of nowhere to just talk about life the universe and everything.
I hope your life ends up being everything you hoped for and everything you deserve because next saturday is probably the last time we'll ever see eachother.
Maybe now I can finally find a boyfriend who isn't scared off by our closeness.
I'll miss you, Gingersnap.
Love, your sister in all but blood (aka Buddyfish)