zephyrinths

It's my birthday tomorrow. I don't give a shit about it. My life is too interesting to care about a birthday. But it is a little strange, sixteen was the age I always wanted to be. When I was younger I thought sixteen was huge! You know, your life was when you were sixteen. It's been a pretty average age. All I can really remember doing is getting drunk. In two days I'll be seventeen, never been sixteen again. I don't care about my birthday, but I care about aging and a little bit of change. My sixteenth life is almost over. Weird.

Also, this sun is shining and life is great.