i went to college and got randomly placed with a roommate.  six years later, she still takes up gigantic portions of my heart.  the escapades the two of us have been on together/ a lifetime of memories. we once had a mouse named molly live with us in our haunted dorm room.  we almost got killed in the Bronx.  we’ve road-tripped from the dirty south all through the west, laughing the entire way. she is the funniest person i know. i could go on and on, but most significantly: life would not be good without her. i would not be good without her.

to you, Deneice, happy birthday.

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