C. (A favorite picture of you and your best friend)
Because this woman deserves more than one picture. Because she's put up with my shit and I've put up with her shit for almost ten years now. Because we've cried together (a lot), laughed together (more), and managed to grow in separate directions and become our own people since we were 11, and still managed to stay together. Because we can still call eachother at 2, 3, 4 in the morning, bawling, drunk, or both, because she talked to me telepathically that one time (I will swear on that to my grave). Because we were Fawkes and Ronnie, Rahne and Sam, Yuki and Tohru, and primarily Plex and Ryoa, the twins. Because we once convinced a drunk guy at a Toby Keith concert that we WERE twins. Because I made her buy a prom dress that wasn't aqua. Because my Grandparents have all but adopted her. Because she's been there through every breakup, through every death, through every love, and I've been there for her as best she can, but this isn't about me. It's about her and the fact that someday she's gonna be up there holding my bouquet and whispering "I told you so." because she saw that he was the right guy before I did. Because she knows me better than I know myself. Because we talk about buttsex and fucking her brother. Because we're never going to let our kids get married due to fuck-uppedness. Because were the future of tomorrow, because WE'RE COMPLETELY MENTAL. Because someday we're going to grow old together. Because it's C. And that's why.
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