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Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.

Victoria Marie Long.

No, I’m not going to do this one in a letter, because Lord knows we’ve covered THAT medium enough already.

And yeah, maybe those select few of you who understand this will claim that this is a cliche answer. I’m not going to shoot you down, or say you’re wrong, or really do anything. The answer is as simple, and complicated, as the question.

You pulled me out and put me back on track, whether you realize it or not. After being beaten down and out for the count for such a long time, all it took was a realization, a few looks, some kind words and some mutual feelings for us to realize that this was more than just a friendship. This had been building in a big way, for a long time. When it hit, I don’t think anyone was expecting it, least of all me.

I won’t cash in and sell out by saying that I live for you, but I’ll be damned to Hell and back if I’m going to live without you.

Your kindness, in both ways visible and not, continues to astound me. You inspire me to become a better person all the time. To me, you’re the one keeping the fire going, making it all worth it, the good, the bad and the straight up dag-nasty. Even at my lowest ebbs, you’re always there. You never judge, you never cut me down. You give me the push I need when I need it most. People spend lifetimes looking for such a companion, platonic or otherwise. I just seem to have gotten lucky and received the best of both worlds.

Because every day, when I wake up, I get the warmth and security of knowing that I fell in love with my best friend.

Because you’ve always been there, and I truly think that’s what matters most.

Because I’ll always be there. Because you are, first and foremost, my very best friend, and I trust you with my life.

Because you’ve shown me something that I couldn’t have found anywhere else, even if I wanted to.

Because you’ve given me back the drive to keep going, to live out my ideals, to move forward.

Because you’ve shown me what love really means.

You make my world shine.

Let me tell you about loyalty. You see that rad human being right there on the left? That’s Randi, and she’s one of the absolute best human beings to ever walk the Earth.  Almost two years ago, Quidditch put us in the same immediate vicinity, and after several half-hearted attempts at small talk, we lurched our way into each other’s lives. Little by little, this person showed up when nobody else did. This person took care, kept things real, and didn’t ask for a single thing in return. Not once. In such a short amount of time in the grand scheme, this individual stood up, stood out, and became one of the few people on this planet that I truly can’t imagine living without. Often denouncing cola, complacency, and insincerity all in the same sentence, she has taught me a lot about the power and brilliance of being a loyal person.  The age-old pop-punk adage about friends has etched it’s permanence in the museum of cliches, but let me ask you something. When was the last time you heard/sang/wrote a song about friends and truly felt it? When was the last time that those often-rehashed lyrics about having the best companions on your side really meant something? Despite the Fall Out Boy tattoo on my leg and the countless shows I’ve been to, I can count the number of times those words have rang true on one hand. Less than five times. Down to the goosebumps on my forearms, I could tell you precisely ever last detail of the moments when those words really meant something to me, and who they were about.
I could tell you how, last summer, when one of my worst days hit me out of nowhere, I got a text from Randi right as ‘Local Man Ruins Everything’ came on. I could tell you how, right before that photo was taken, we’d just sang ‘Wasting Time (Eternal Summer)’. I could tell you how, just a few weeks ago, I got a noogie from this homie while we watched a little band play a little ditty called ‘The Wild Bunch’ live. Most of all, I could tell you how, when I stood amongst a sea of strangers down in Florida and The Swellers launched into ‘The Best I Ever Had’, there was nobody I wanted to share that goofy smile with more.I could tell you how you don’t know what true loyalty is until you’ve met Randi, but there aren’t enough words in every known language to adequately describe what knowing her truly feels like. Because she’s one of the best I’ve ever had, and when I say that my friends are the best there ever were, nothing can take that away from me. Plus, she’s received BasedGod’s blessing. How are you gonna argue with that?(tl;dr my friends over you)

Let me tell you about loyalty. 

You see that rad human being right there on the left? That’s Randi, and she’s one of the absolute best human beings to ever walk the Earth.  Almost two years ago, Quidditch put us in the same immediate vicinity, and after several half-hearted attempts at small talk, we lurched our way into each other’s lives. Little by little, this person showed up when nobody else did. This person took care, kept things real, and didn’t ask for a single thing in return. Not once. In such a short amount of time in the grand scheme, this individual stood up, stood out, and became one of the few people on this planet that I truly can’t imagine living without. Often denouncing cola, complacency, and insincerity all in the same sentence, she has taught me a lot about the power and brilliance of being a loyal person.  

The age-old pop-punk adage about friends has etched it’s permanence in the museum of cliches, but let me ask you something. When was the last time you heard/sang/wrote a song about friends and truly felt it? When was the last time that those often-rehashed lyrics about having the best companions on your side really meant something? Despite the Fall Out Boy tattoo on my leg and the countless shows I’ve been to, I can count the number of times those words have rang true on one hand. Less than five times. Down to the goosebumps on my forearms, I could tell you precisely ever last detail of the moments when those words really meant something to me, and who they were about.

I could tell you how, last summer, when one of my worst days hit me out of nowhere, I got a text from Randi right as ‘Local Man Ruins Everything’ came on. I could tell you how, right before that photo was taken, we’d just sang ‘Wasting Time (Eternal Summer)’. I could tell you how, just a few weeks ago, I got a noogie from this homie while we watched a little band play a little ditty called ‘The Wild Bunch’ live. Most of all, I could tell you how, when I stood amongst a sea of strangers down in Florida and The Swellers launched into ‘The Best I Ever Had’, there was nobody I wanted to share that goofy smile with more.

I could tell you how you don’t know what true loyalty is until you’ve met Randi, but there aren’t enough words in every known language to adequately describe what knowing her truly feels like. Because she’s one of the best I’ve ever had, and when I say that my friends are the best there ever were, nothing can take that away from me. 

Plus, she’s received BasedGod’s blessing. How are you gonna argue with that?

(tl;dr my friends over you)

Tommy.

20. Musician. Writer. Quidditch. Coffee. Goof Troop. VCU.


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