morgie porgie puddin pie kissed all the boys and made them cry

this is morgan.

she is my roommate.

and i love her.

the first time i ever facebook stalked morgan almost 2 years ago, I was like, "great. she looks like she never talks and we're going to have nothing in common" (to be fair, she told me i looked like a ditzy molly mormon, so....)

little did i know that she was going to be completely different than i expected. 

after the first few awkward couple of nights, we were so different, but we became best friends.

we're so funny, we should definitely be a reality tv show. 

she's got a soul that's richer than most

she doesn't say much, but when she has the funniest humor you're ever going to come across

she's really quiet, but she's so strong

when we talk at night, we both just talk and talk and interrupt each other and talk about what we want to talk about, but somehow it makes sense to us. if anyone else heard us, i'm sure they would be very lost and think we were both very rude and interrupt-ing

we love matching our clothes, staying up late reading quotes, and sharing all of the things we write because we know that the other will think that it's great

morgan has a plan to get me married off before she leaves on her mission so that i won't replace her with another friend, and when we're both married we're going to be neighbors with secret tunnels under our house that our husbands won't know about and we're going to get pregnant at the same time, and all of our kids are going to marry each other! (whew, that was a major run-on sentence, and i just wrote said it in my head in one breath)

we're very sad about leaving each other, can't ya tell?

dear morgie,

i love our taylor swift naps (we listen to taylor swift and nap), and that you like to listen to the same song on repeat twenty times in a row. i am going to miss you so much! maybe i should move to California with you...