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Welcome to adulthood
Sunday, September 12, 2010

I'm 18, finally. And guess what fucking happened on my fucking birthday?

1. My mom found out about my piercing.
2. We had a 'talk' which made me so depress right now that i keep wanting to cry when i think about it.
3. My own boyfriend refused to show me any love that i know i deserve
4. I drank a bottle of wine and couples of beer to feel better about myself
5. I really really don't think I deserved this..



...on my fucking 18th birthday.