Friday, November 21, 2008
On the eve of 22
I thought for sure this year would be different.
I'm in Boston for my very first birthday. I'm with my friends... Its my golden birthday. Naturally everything has conspired against me, and now I cannot celebrate my birthday.
I am left feeling very alone, on the eve of the end of this portion of my life.
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