dear robby,

It was 8 years ago today (ish), that we met.

Eight years!!

Just a boy and a girl.

In matching blue hoodies.

I had giant hair, and yours was very short.

We talked. alot.

We laughed. alot-er.

In just a few short hours we realized were almost the same person.

I went home.

And not long after you were knocking at my door.

I made cupcakes with chocolate frosting and colored sprinkles. I'm sure they were terrible, but we ate them anyway.

And the rest is history.