Last night was my birthday party. I think 50 or more people were there throughout the night. I have a headache and eating was a bad idea. I just want to sleep. I loved last night and I loved Thursday. I wasn't aware that birthdays were supposed to be this fun and nice. Last year was horrible, being nineteen was horrible. I'm not quite twenty yet, but I feel like it's been celebrated enough already. I really loved everything about the past couple of days. God, I'm rambling about nothing.
Happy Birthday to me (and popeye and eddie)!
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