Birthday and bullshit
My 21st birthday is in about two weeks and I’m flat broke. This is supposed to be the good one, ya know? It’s even on a holiday: Cinco de Mayo. I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do with no money. It just might be one of those "oops, missed another one" birthdays instead of being "exiting shit faced I just turned 21" day. Ya know, I even called my mom a few days ago to wish her happy b-day and all that jazz, but I called when she wasn’t home. The old crank didn’t even have the decency to call me back at all when I’m lucky to see either of my parents once a month or less. I have a feeling that this year is going to be like all the rest: full of shit and no where to go.
P.S. this is pretty much just me venting because t really want this year to be special and I’m stressing about it.
P.S. this is pretty much just me venting because t really want this year to be special and I’m stressing about it.