I'm pretty sure this is where favoritism has it's roots...

I woke up a couple of days ago to THIS on my pillow.

Had it been from Sydney, however, it would've gone a little something like this:

i like you most days. you're not that bad it's fun when you let me have my way. it is. you'll do. buy me lip gloss today and i want to be called isabelle from now on. love sydney farris