Wednesday, September 1, 2010


So, it's officially my birthday, and I'm writing in this.

I really wanted to celebrate it, but its MY birthday. Is it selfish of me to think that someone would care to go out of their way to try to make it special for me? Especially since my 21st birthday sucked. I don't want to make any effort, yet, it's me making it. I just feel alone, like I have no one. I don't know what I want. I'm just unsatisfied with everything going on in my life. I need to move, I need to leave Georgia, I need to go somewhere where I can figure out who I am. I'm not happy. I just need to finish school first so I have nothing holding me back in Georgia. I hate it here. I hate not being close to anyone anymore.

Yay, Happy 22nd birthday to me.

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