your paramore shirts? when you two were matching! and its good, lots of walking and small talk. literally the first three things you ask a new person is what their name is, what house they live in, and what they want to major in. so i dont have any "real" friends yet because all i do is fucking small talk but anyways i appreciate the nickname and i would return it but i have no idea what yours would be :)))) miss youuuuuuu!
Okay, Courtney is doing some homework and I finally have my laptop on so Iâm gonna be productive and write you something heartfelt.
 I ADORE YOU. Lets start with something clichĂ©; you have grown into such a sympathetic, beautiful woman. Truly, truly. I know that youâve expressed times where youâve felt envious of me and my life, but I donât think you fully understand how jealous I am of you. Youâre incredibly brilliant with jokes and wit, youâve got a figure you need to learn how to flaunt, you are so smart and will accomplish so much even though you may feel jipped out of a niche, you are so pretty without makeup! Etc etc etc. Donât you dare ever think the admiration was never reciprocated. You are so so so so rad.
 IâM SORRY. Iâm sorry for drifting and Iâm sorry if it ever felt I took you for granted. [This isnât a huge issue in our friendship, but I feel obligated to do so.] I apologize for all the growing up you had to deal with, with me. I know I had a lot of baggage.
 THANK YOU. Thank you for everything. Iâm just on the verge of tears typing this, listening to some Passion Pit [yet another influence youâve had on me]. You have been and continue to be one of the most loyal and understanding friends I have ever met. I AM the lucky one to have known you. Thank you for staying along my side. You have never given up on me despite all the probably-unacceptable-slutty-naĂŻve-just plain stupid shit Iâve done. Thank you for being there when I didnât feel as if I had anyone. As you can remember, high school wasnât really easy for me. I wasnât thrown the most predictable, average teenage problems. It was real life. And you handled everything with so much consideration and empathy that no one could ever replace. I really donât know how Iâd survive through high school without you. Without the entire nerd herd. I know youâve said that maybe itâs not so good that you accept things so easily, but I donât think its so bad. Unless its meth. But thatâs an incredible trait to possess: the ability to accept without judgment. Iâm sure youâre gonna save other lives with that, besides mine, in the future.
Also, donât be too afraid of change. You are the cosmos. You are part of the universe. You are the phases of the moon, a beautiful creature. And change comes with that. Welcome it with open arms and see where it leans you. Ill always be here to fall you if you fall. That was always my secret to adventures. Allow yourself to take on the world with only a pinch of fear. Donât limit yourself. Go make friends. Go drink some beer [MAKE SURE THERE ARE PEOPLE TO TAKE CARE OF YOU OR HOLD ME BACK LORD JESUS]. Go on a roadtrip. Makeout with a random guy [SAVE THE SEX, BISH]. [But if you do, go get checked out and fill me in on the deets .J] Â
 It really does hit me. I feel like Iâve lost a piece of me. It, honestly, scares me having you so far, but I already know youâre not entirely lost. Youâve just always been there in the past 4 years⊠youâve gained a permanent residence in my heart. I promise Iâll try my best to update you if you do the same.