Today is my birthday.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012 @ 1:58 AM
| 0 notesToday, I turn 19. The final year of being a teenager.
Today is my birthday and I feel like total shit.
I have hundreds of people greeting me, telling me nice shit just because it's the anniversary of my birth. I appreciate them, initially. Then I realize that none of those mean anything to me.
I've been waiting for messages from those that mean the most. I only got two. My mom and my grandpa.
I was waiting for a message from my uncle. Then I realized that he's never coming back no matter how hard I beg the heavens for it. Ah, Death has always been a sly douchebag, eh?
Today is my birthday and I'm secretly bawling my eyes out.
Today is my birthday.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012 @ 1:58 AM
| 0 notesToday, I turn 19. The final year of being a teenager.
Today is my birthday and I feel like total shit.
I have hundreds of people greeting me, telling me nice shit just because it's the anniversary of my birth. I appreciate them, initially. Then I realize that none of those mean anything to me.
I've been waiting for messages from those that mean the most. I only got two. My mom and my grandpa.
I was waiting for a message from my uncle. Then I realized that he's never coming back no matter how hard I beg the heavens for it. Ah, Death has always been a sly douchebag, eh?
Today is my birthday and I'm secretly bawling my eyes out.
