tomorrow’s my birthday. it’s cliche, but i’ve never really liked my birthday, ever since i was younger. there’s just something about it, i used to feel so excited, thinking people were gonna be more excited than i was about it, no idea why. i guess i was quick to realize that it wasn’t all that. family stuff that is just really no one’s fault and it’s not something that can be changed switches around a few expectations for lots of events and holidays. birthdays included.
nowadays i tell myself and everyone that i sincerely do not care about my birthday, that it’s just another day. but […]