Zac,

You’re lovely, and I couldn’t imagine being apart from you. Since we’ve met, we’ve been ridiculously close, and I’m so thankful that our friendship could evolve without our relationship getting in the way of both of us living our lives. I’m lucky to have you. You’re my best friend, and you never cease to be there for me whenever I need you, even if I’m waking you up at some ridiculous hour telling you that I had a nightmare, and I’m terrified I’m going to die, which.. I mean.. that really happens more than it should. Maybe it’s because I drink soda before bed? Is that possible? Is that just what they tell little children so they don’t drink it? I mean, the world may never know, actually, you’ll probably look that up for me. Either way, if I’m just being a PMSing stupid little bitch or I’m legitimately concerned about something, you’re there, and you’re never harsh or mean or anything like that. You’re my rock, without a doubt, you keep me here because let’s face it, I don’t even know how to handle myself. Sometimes, I get confused and distracted, and sometimes, I just think that posters change and people don’t or faces don’t. Sometimes, I don’t even know if a peace sign has a line down the middle, but you do. You know if dragons are/were real, and you know so much. You calm me, you make me happy, and you make me the person that I want to be.. unless you know, I’m PMSing, in which case, I don’t want to be anyone, I just want to eat Chinese food and hate everyone, and you still let me do that. You make every single fucking day better than the day before, and I’m so glad that it’s you. You’re the person that I can be astonished by and still make fun of, and you’re the person that I can look up to, while still standing next to you, and that wasn’t to say anything about my height, but you know, that as well. You humor me when I need it, and by need it, I mean just really want to be right, and that’s insane to me, but I thank you. I’m really in debt to you, just because of who you are, and who you are to me, and for me, and a lot of other things, but you’d never let me be in debt to you because you’re so great, and you see us as equal, and you see us as us, and I adore you. I love you, and I’m going to drink some diet Doctor Pepper now, and then I’m gonna be a good girlfriend instead of just sitting online wasting time. Okay, bye.

- Des

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Destynee, love of my life,
    Soda does not cause nightmares, silly. Urban myth. Nightmares are caused by your thoughts and experiences throughout the day; so I must ask you, what are you doing all day?
    Des, I love you more than I can possibly express. I’ve loved you, in a way, since the second time I ever met you at Rutter’s, when you were super-flustered and so fucking cute, I couldn’t help but crush on you. You’re so experienced, mature, full of so much common sense and down-to-earth-ness. I appreciate all of those qualities in you, and love everything about it, and you. I think you’re a truly fantastic person, and an absolutely wonderful woman to be with. Like I said, I have it picked out already ;-).
    You told me to keep this short, so I’mma post this now. I love you, boo.
                                                        -Zac