That’s it. That’s been my running joke all day.
Because I am actually terrible.
Anyway! Happy BirthTAY (can’t stop won’t stop) to our favourite girl. I can’t believe it’s been eight years and my love for her is still going strong (and, in fact, gets stronger every day). You’ve been one of the longest-lasting and most consistent relationships in my life, Tay, and I’ll never be able to thank you enough for existing.
I hope your BirthTAY (someone take me away from the Internet) went amazingly and you got utterly slammed with all your closest friends. Like a god damn lady.
LOVE YOU!
