To wish a happy birthday to my roommate and very best friend Sarah. She doesn't blog, and she probably won't read this.
Sarah is not fiction... fiction doesn't occupy our only bathroom for what seems like hours every morning... but she is my comfort friend.
We met in the seventh grade, and have remained friends ever since. We should all have at least one friend (in addition to significant others) that we can say anything to, without fear of judgement. Sarah is that friend to me... I couldn't keep a secret from her if my life depended on it, and she has been a rock through the tough times of the past few years.
Happy birthday, roommie.
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