i spent months thinking about this, you know. i was going to write a poem, make a movie (that's probably still going to happen), say something really profound and meaningful, talk about the concert, things like that. and now it's finally here and i don't know what to say.
i think--no, i know you made 2013 one of the best years of my life. and everything you are is special, and perfect, and begging for a nap. i think they want me to explain how much i love you and i'm not sure if that's possible, but let's suffice to say i don't know where i'd be if we hadn't connected. you're neptune (and my selfie companion), you're my favourite [and only] layna-cat, you're the sea and i'm the shore.
happy seventeenth birthday, beauty. 3<
i have a friend. i call her layna. but you can't. she wears black a lot. and her sister calls me goshbubbles. and she gives good hugs. and smells like home. and she's beautiful. unconventionally. and "i'm glad i didn't die before i met her." and it's true. and this one is forever. and i know you know that.