somehow my birthday just, passed
just like that i have been twenty two for
3 days now
i forced myself to do something, for future me to not regret not celebrating
i can't belive how in just a year, i had come to not care so much about it
i still feel something, it wasn't sad but it wasn't that happy either
at least it wasn't sad,
with the years i guess we have overcome that
but like everything else , it is now rather bland
take out the horrible and the amazing and you are left with the acceptable and
the too bad
but it is okay, i understand it all
i know what i am doing and i don't regret anything
the only thing that is sure is that my age is a lie, i am in fact not twenty two years old but eighteen and i will be for the rest of my life thank you very much bye
