You're both everything. Thank you for giving me a pretty damn perfect life here. I really fucking love you.
I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. And I have now filled my best friend contract rule #2 for the year.
You make this place bearable when sometimes it isn't. You know I love you, right? I don't have to say it? Except I feel like I do. So yeah. That.
How are you so adorable? And why am I not immune to said adorableness? Guess I like you a lot or something.
You all make everything better and I kind of love you a lot.
You're my favorite to just sit around and not talk with. Thanks for the silence or whatever.
Eat this up, old man. But you're the fucking best.