A year ago, that girl was so depressed and couldn't even laugh or smile. She only felt a full of disappointed of everything. Didn't wanna trust anyone also, too tired to love someone else. Two years ago, that girl was tired about her life as well, she just couldn't do anything but kept going, forced herself to just do her best always, and of course she got it. But, that was not a long happiness right? Everything disappeared so fast, as the night changes. Three years ago, she committed to die. She couldn't even cry when she was in her worst, it was too hurt to remember, too sick to kept in mind. Four, five, six years ago.. She was in disaster. But, how about now? Huh, i think she is just... trying to keep living as good as she can. Happy Birthday for that girl. Happy Birthday to me.