Today is a very special day. My best friend for fucking ever turns 21 today. I met him when he was basically a mere 15-year-old mute. And now he’s a 21-year-old social butterfly who I’m so very proud of. I can’t believe how quickly the years have passed us and I can’t even begin to explain how much I’ve loved every second of our friendship. From once spending 12 straight hours together–barely saying a single word and just enjoying each other’s company while driving around, listening to music, visiting our favorite Barnes and Noble, and going to two different movie theaters in one day–to spending another 12+ hours in Gainesville and then the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, it’s needless to say that he’s the only person I can do that with. Then, of course: the countless FaceTimes, all the memories from high school to now, and every moment of feeling infinite. Words can’t describe how wonderful this human being is, how much he does for me, or how much he means to me so I’ll leave this golden throwback to that one time we kept spitting out of his car in the parking lot of Denny’s after playing 9 bad rounds of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Bean Challenge to do all the explaining. Happy birthday, Troyseph Phillip Burte. Let’s drink the fuck up. #thisshitwritesitself #WilliamShakespeare #BFFFE
