While most children spend their days leading up to their birthday in sheer excitement for their numerous gifts and hugs and kisses from their family and friends, I just sort of coasted... trying to not admit that I was turned 19.
To me, my birthday was just another year I've been alive that represents lack of accomplishment and without a certain someone here to help me make it through my day, it was even harder.
Don't get me wrong, I have some great friends that spent the day with me, that I'm ridiculously fortunate to have...
But I think today would have been better, if it wasn't my birthday.
Yeah, I made it another year.
So what....
(baby, come home...)
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