Clocks and Dates and Years
God, I'm about to become 20. I've got six minutes left. Time needs to stand still. Good-bye to that last of my childhood, I will officially be an adult. No turning back now. No naivete of teenagedom...I'm rooted in responsibilities and bills and the future. Now all I've got are memories and regrets. The one positive note is tarnished by the distance of my birthday sharing friend. There are no condolensces from banding together the week of the birthday celebration and drinking and hating it all...she is three provinces away from me and all we can do is hug each other over the internet.
Three minutes... Fleeting cries of "DRACULA, I LEND SERVITUDE TO YOU IN EXCHANGE FOR ETERNAL YOUTH" come unanswered. I can't think that now I could not wish for vampires to be real more than this moment onward.
Two minutes...It's like my life is flashing before my eyes. There will be a difference this birthday, not like 18, a little like 19, except so much more profound.
One minutes...Good bye high school and sweet dreamings of an innocent time. My life is full of responsibilites now, not carelessness. Fun shall cease to exist. If only I'd stayed at my parents to k....
Sorry, but I've got to interrupt myself...Happy Birthday to me.
Ugh, I'm officially depressed now.
Three minutes... Fleeting cries of "DRACULA, I LEND SERVITUDE TO YOU IN EXCHANGE FOR ETERNAL YOUTH" come unanswered. I can't think that now I could not wish for vampires to be real more than this moment onward.
Two minutes...It's like my life is flashing before my eyes. There will be a difference this birthday, not like 18, a little like 19, except so much more profound.
One minutes...Good bye high school and sweet dreamings of an innocent time. My life is full of responsibilites now, not carelessness. Fun shall cease to exist. If only I'd stayed at my parents to k....
Sorry, but I've got to interrupt myself...Happy Birthday to me.
Ugh, I'm officially depressed now.