This was the saddest birthday of my life. Ohh wait, it was not like my birthday.
It was the worst birthday I've ever had. All day, my heart was depressed. Poor heart of mine. I want to cry with it but I simply can't. There are plenty reasons why he bothered to be depressed like that. There are so many stress, so many moments, so many people trying to destroy my day. I was not even given a birthday treatment. No gift, no treats, no blowouts, no money. How could I even celebrate a birthday without any of these?
I'm overreacting just because of this. Sad 18. I started my year weak. How much more for the coming years to come? I don't know. It's killing me.
Hoping that today's wound will be healed tomorrow.
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