

It was going really well at first. It was definitely one of my best and I was indescribably happy with it. I was halfway through, when the program crashed and I lost the whole thing. And dad called down the stairs telling me to go to bed. Shoot.
The next day I felt really sad when giving you a candy bar.

Fast forward, and now it's November. I've been busy almost every day with homework, and now Thanksgiving has given a break. I wanted to somehow make up for the lack.

So, this is for you. I've known you for 13 years and three months. You're crazy, beautiful, funny, understanding, intelligent, and loving.

You're [almost] always willing to be model which I am crazy thankful for. There are millions of photos I could never have taken without you. I've never been great with words, and I wish I could say more, but I'm just going to leave it at this. I love you to the moon and back and happy late 13th.
