| i guess its time to say goodbye to those good ol' reckless teenage years.
sometimes i just don't believe how far i've come. the sweet memories from my childhood years is still fresh in my mind. and now i'm in college, procrastinating in my boyfriend's bare bedroom, quietly preparing myself for the beginning of my 21st year of life.
i'm turning 20 in a matter of minutes. all i can say is i'm grateful to be alive, and i'm thankful for my family and friends who're here for me all these years. these are the people who painted colors in my life. they are the people who enriched my life with memories and priceless knowledge. they shared my tears of joy and sorrow. they celebrated my success and walked me through my failures. without them, i'll be nothing. without them, i'll never be who i am.
i consider myself lucky. in the past 20 years, i've tasted the sweetness of success and the bitterness of failure. i've experienced the passion of love and hate, of happiness and sadness. what more can i ask for?
happy birthday to me!
with love,
f.
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| you know what?
fuck love.
that's all.
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i think i miss you.
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i've always been asked what i look for in someone... and my response has always been effortless.
"i want him to be like that... to do this, to do that... " blah blah blah ...
this all seems to be so ego centric to me all of a sudden.
what have i got to offer?
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its been years since i've felt this way, and i hate this feeling of defeat.
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i hate this feeling. i hate it.
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