It’s someone special’s birthday…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE KATE TO MY LEO, THE COOKIE CORE TO MY ICE CREAM, THE AMERICAN HORROR TO MY STORY, THE NAME TO MY GAME, THE BIG TO MY BRASS BUTTONS, THE RECORDER TO MY HEART WILL GO ON, THE CORN TO MY STORE, THE SHITS TO MY YEAAAAH- YOU GET IT.
Okay, but really. A big BIG happy birthday to my partner-in-crime for life, Kate! We truly understand each other in ways that are indescribable. Although we’re not at Coachella (sad face), watching Titanic for the 1023924928023 time was almost just as fun.
I hope all your wishes come true! I’m guessing you wished for Leo to go back to his 1997 self or for Kevin Doyle to be a real person??
The party has just begun. Many more years to come. Maybe we’ll look at this post when you turn 60 and think “wtf?”. But while we’re still young, let’s embrace our weirdness, be ourselves, and kick ass in life.
Love you more than Lizzie hates Paolo at the end of the movie,
Xo, Taylor “No one will understand this post except us and that’s awesome because we rock”