This was me, looking back through old text messages and realizing I am a lucky, lucky, lucky girl with the best, best, best friend in the world.
Shawn is so much to so many people, but he is my rock, my solace, my best friend, my soul mate, and the reason I can keep walking when I am overwhelmed by fear of what the future might (or might not) hold... I keep moving because Shawn is always simultaneously beside me, encouraging me and knowing me better than I know myself and also, always just ahead saying "get up here... this is AWESOME".
Plus, he lets me vent my judginess and doesn't judge my bitchiness. If an outfit's bad, we noticed at the same moment and we don't even need to discuss it - until later, of course.
Love you, Shawny. You make my life shine so much brighter, and I am only one of a hundred who call you 'best friend' (even though we both know that really, it's just us!)
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