happy birthday schmoops*

stacy anne de la rosa, canon 50d

Happy Birthday, my sister~friend.
You've had me since hello. Truly had me.

I'll save my gushing about you, for a sobbing phone call. You know...the call where I freak you out because as I am crying and telling you how fabulous you are and you begin to feel stalked and smothered but you love me anyways.

I'm not quite sure what I'd do without you. I'd probably not feel as complete as I do now.

Am I sounding too much like the Jerry Maguire film?
That's love, baby.

Send Schmoops some squishy bday lovins here.