A Sad Realization
Tomorrow is my birthday and i’m going out to a bar to celebrate with a few coworkers. But none of them are personal friends of mine. None. They only work with me, they hardly know me. I hardly know them. It’s just an excuse to drink.
I’m turning 23 years old and not a single person at my birthday is a personal friend of mine. At least tomorrow I have an excuse to drink these thoughts away...
I’m turning 23 years old and not a single person at my birthday is a personal friend of mine. At least tomorrow I have an excuse to drink these thoughts away...