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HEAR YE, HEAR YE ONE AND ALL. WE GATHER HERE TODAY TO CELEBRATE THE BIRTHDAY OF THE TWO FAIREST LADIES IN ALL THE LAND KAITY AND KAYLA FOR GRACING US ALL WITH THEIR ENCHANTING PRESENCE FOR THE LAST 18 YEARS IN COUNTING--

tbh, couldn't even keep that up if i tried but i did try so love me. honestly ladies, i don't even know where to start with you. like i know that sounds like such a cop out but like, i just can't? i remind you of this every day and i'm sounding like the most dreadful broken record but i SERIOUSLY DO NOT KNOW AT ALL WHERE I'D BE RIGHT NOW IF I HADN'T MESSAGED YOU BY CHANCE THAT ONE TIME AND YOU HADN'T MESSAGED BACK. tbh, there was such a immense chance of us crossing paths given the circumstances but still i did not expect whatsoever to wound up in a 1 year long + friendship --- excuse me --- SISTERHOOD like we did. i mean, if we hadn't managed to take that first leap of faith one way or another there'd be no AIM/Whatsapp messages sunrise till dawn, no 6 hour long skype calls, no glee hating seshes, no catfish live blogging, no building snow mans, no heart to hearts or pep talks.. NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. and that makes me feel sick???? 

i'm getting real sad just thinking about it and that's no good bc 3 am feels are a solid -0 on the rad scale and it's your bIRTHDAY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD SO I'LL DIVE IN ON TO THE INDIVIDUAL MENTIONS, YES??? YES. 

KAITY: kaity aka princess belle aka future ny times best selling author aka the shane to my silas/the luna to my christian/the regina to my emma/the marley to my ryder/the lydia to my stiles/the taylor to my gabriella/the bash to my kenna/the miranda to my lizzie and so on and so on. <3 you are by far, hands down, one of the sweetest creatures out there. legit. i could be having the worst day in existence and regardless of what you're going through, you'll always be there to lift my spirits at the drop of the hat. you've supplied me with some of the best advice ever, girl and the very rare but extraordinary doses of confidence i have in myself are all thanks to you. you are never ever stingy on the praise and tbh, i know i don't deserve it like 110% of the time but never the less, i am eternally grateful for it! idk, you and i have just always clicked? i think we're both pretty similar by nature. we can be super talkative and passionate but i can only aspire to gain a fraction of the ambition and heart that you encompass. speaking of ambition and aspirations, i know i say this like at least 6787 times a day but i seriously cannot wait till the day i'm at chapters and some book dweller is just cruising away through one of their newest releases and i'll get the extreme pleasure by declaring HEY I KNOW THAT GIRL WHO WROTE THAT SHE'S MY BESTEST FRIEND bc shhh, we all know that day is coming sooner than later. seriously though, your writing is out of this world and your works will be decking bookshelves every where. I PROMISE YOU THAT. just like your princess counterpart, you find the beauty in even the ugliest of things which grants you the purest of hearts. actively waiting for the day your prince adam comes along and gives you the fairytale ending you deserve! even if you have to go through a few gastons, i'm sure it'll be worthwhile. [i wouldn't fret about them though, knowing you you'd probably just outwit them till next thursday ;) ] 

kayla: oh kayla <3 but i reckon i call you punzel or punz. you, my dear, will forever be the jacob to my shay, the jake to my ryder, the stiles to my scott, the poussey to my tasty, the chad to my troy, the aurora to my mulan, the sam to my mike, the raven to my chelsea, the angela to my topanga etc etc. I JUST LOVE YOU WITH EVERY INCH OF MY HEART. seriously though, you're sensational and i wish you saw you the way i saw you. you've always been that ear to bend or that shoulder to cry on and that means the world to me. you're a fabulous friend all around and i don't think you hear that enough and that reduces me to tears. seriously all those assholes that have been lousy at reminding you of how awesome you are can just step down from that job bc i am here and oh so willing to take their place. i really admire how fuckin' talented you are, lemme just say that. i mean you can work that photoshop like it's nobody's business and i will attend jennoist's wedding if you don't get hired as some badass graphic designer one day and grace the world with all your flawless designs. you are definitely one of the brainiest and hardest working people i know and there's not a cloud of doubt in my mind that you'll free yourself from that tower and MAKE YOUR LIFE BEGIN BECAUSE YOU HAVE A DREAM. you don't need no flynn ryder, okay? but then again, any yummy looking son of a gun with a trusty steed and a proneness to frying pan smacks would be lucky to have you. <3 

WELLL I THINK THAT ABOUT COVERS IT. THIS GOT SUPER LENGTHY AS EXPECTED BUT IT ALL CAME STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART SO, WHAT CAN I SAY? ANY WHO, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY YOU TWO!! 

"I’m not ignoring you, Kitty!" Ryder protested, internally brewing up an explanation for his most recent spacing out while his girlfriend was blabbering. "I was just… using my brain manipulation super powers to get us to do a little less talky talky and a little more makey outy-" The split second those words left his lips never to be returned, he knew he had just singlehandedly put himself into the dog house for at least tonight. Makey outy though? Seriously that was the best he could come up with?

“You should care,” Allison began, licking her lips as she braced herself for a whirlwind of a spiel. “You should care because Scott was hands down, the nicest human being I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. You should care because he treated me better than any other asshole I’ve dated previously. You should care because he made me happy every time we were together without fail. You should care that because there were literal moments where I was certain that this is it, y’know? I officially found the perfect guy.” She then paused momentarily in order to catch her breath; not bothering to read into the expression sprawled across Jackson’s face since she knew that it didn’t matter. Allison needed to get the rest of this out. “Despite all of that though, I broke up with him. I bid farewell to an inevitably breezy life with this guy who wouldn’t of thought twice to giving me the world.” Latching her brown orbs to his blue pair, she sucked in a breath knowing very well that her toughest confession was fast approaching. “You should care because I broke up with him for you, Jackson. You should care because I would sacrifice perfect any day if it meant imperfect with you. You should care because every time he kissed me all I could think of was how your lips taste. You should care because every time he told me he loved me I wondered how those words would sound falling from you voice. You should care because…” Allison suddenly cut her speech short again, this time hoisting a laugh out of sheer frustration. “You completely missed your cue to shut me up by kissing me.” Her tone was playful but the chilling gleam in her eyes determined she meant business. 

An alluring grin graced her lips as she urged for him to face her using only the gentle touch of her index finger. “Then blow me away,” She purred, the warmth of her breath instantly hitting his face. With that little incentive in tact, Allison slipped off his lap and then situated herself in front of him so she had the most optimal view of this private drumming show. Something told her that she was moments away from witnessing firsthand the best drum solo Jackson Whittemore would ever play. Ever.