diary of an anonymous author

happy birthday to me

hello all,

i am writing to you an hour into my 21st birthday.

i have many conflicted feelings.

are you all the type to cry on your birthday? i am.. even when i'm exceptionally happy, my brain will always find something sad to latch onto. which is okay, but i have my seltzer and i have tangled on my television, and i have my friends singing me happy birthday on a sand volleyball court.

i have so many things to be happy about.

and i think that's what i struggle with the most.

remaining happy about the good things even when i have the tendency to let the sad things take me out. i've always been this way.

but, i've chosen to go against that this year.

even though my ex is primarily on my mind. fuck him.

he has another girlfriend, he treated me like ass for the last two years, and he never gave an actual fuck about me. if he did, he would've acted like it.

so i'm tired of writing him letters and i'm tired of being sad about him. so i'm simply choosing not to be. fuck him. i hate him. so.. bye.

i will update everyone later, maybe i'll write a tipsy story because that sounds kinda like fun.

but i wanted to update and say that i'm alright, even if i'm not entirely okay.

i'll make it, i'll survive.

i have bigs plans tomorrow and you'll hear about it.

if you're lethardnon and you're reading this,

despite any lingering feelings i have, i hate you.

and that's all.

happy 21st to me :)