happy birthday, sara!

yes, sara turns fourteen times as old as she is in this photo. (imagine sara punching me in my shoulder) and yes, she was born the day after my dad. even though she's only been in my life for the past eight years, i feel as if she has been a part of my life forever. i don't know what i would do without her in my life. i probably would be even crazier than i already am and definitely, totally broke and in massive debt. i think what i love most about her is that i get to see a side of her that noone else sees. and that she dances around when i'm in a bad mood just to make me happy. and even though we can't be any more different from each other, it only makes things better. happy birthday, sunshine.