And her name is Liz, and she is the greatest.
She makes me tea and Emergen-C and oatmeal when I’m sick and too pathetic to feed myself, even though she’s always telling me she sucks at cooking.
She makes me try cool great new things I would never do otherwise and she is supportive of the things I choose to participate in.
She’s intelligent and funny and down to earth and independent and even though she doesn’t have a Tumblr and doesn’t do computers and will probably never read this
I just want the whole Tumblrverse to know that I have this roommate, and her name is Liz, and she is the greatest.