*grumbles*

[saitaina]

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

My boyfriend. My dear, sweet lovable Bunny…

Went to Greece. On my birthday. Without me.

If it wasn’t a family emergency I’d kill him.

There is nothing worse then being sick on your birthday..except maybe being sick and alone. Mum’s at work, Bunny’s in Greece, Val’s in Virginia…

So I”m cold and…here.

I’m twenty five, I should get over this but it still kinda sucks.

So that’s it, it’s the eighteenth, I’m now twenty five, and alone…yay.

Happy birthday too me, happy birthday to me, I really wish my nose wasn’t stuffed up, happy birthday to me.

…I can’t belive I’m twenty five.