MIRA
Today is the day. The day I have waited 364 days for.
My birthday.
It's not really fun, and I haven't paid attention to my last birthdays but something feels different about this one. I'm just getting this happy vibe. Which is strange, because I'm never happy.
My mom wakes me up with the usual breakfast in bed; pancakes and eggs. I eat it oh so slowly, making sure to make it look like I eat it when really I just pushed it around on my plate, while watching American horror story on Netflix.
The funny thing is, is that I nearly dropped my plate when my phone buzzed and not when someone got brutally murdered.
W: Hey, what's up??
Me: watching ahs
W: Ahs? Ahs?!?
Me: ahs.
W: African hate stance
Me: that doesn't even make sense -.-
W: ...
Me: .
W: I'm not that stupid, it's American horror story.
Me: well maybe you should make that clear because you looked like an idiot
W: sorry
W: I'll try next time
Me: Ooohhhh guess what?
Me: today
Me: is
Me: my
W: your...
Me: birthdayyyyy
W: WHAT OMG HAPPY BIRTHDAY
W: I wish I could celebrate with you :/
Me: I never celebrate my birthday. It's just one more year that I have to be insecure.
W: you're insecure?
Me: I swear to god
W: don't know what for
Me: if you break out into 1d
W: your turning heads when you walk through the doooooor
Me: I need makeup, to cover up. the way that I look ain't enogh-u-u-ough
W: noo, your beautiful M.
Me: You're*
W: -.-
Me: (:
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