20
the first words i spoke as a 20 year old were, “that was interesting.”
i think its a pretty good sum up of my live thus far. like everything up till now was just training, and now the real stuff begins. life built me up, broke me down, bended and molded me into what i am and gave me the tools to do the rest. i’ve exited the tutorial, with a fire in my eyes and a love in my arms.
and that’s the most important part. love, that is. i’m not sure if it was fate or some cosmic joke that brought us together, but somehow the stars aligned and shit happened. that’s the best birthday present i could ask for. this is my first birthday that i’ve truly been in love, and i have to thank you for that. i may not have had a huge party or shindig, but i got everything i could possibly want.
i know i was in a bit of a depressed daze all day today and i’m not sure why, but this may have been my best birthday.
i love you so much. and i’m realizing now how grateful i am too be able to say that after wanting to for so long.
today, i start the rest of my life. this’ll be interesting.
