Well... Happy birthday to me.

To the day when it becomes clear that loved ones are not so close, and only 1 friend of all wanted to congratulate in advance and remembered my day.

With a day where I sit in tears because every year I hope that at least one of them will do more than a couple lines in messager. But apparently that's all I deserve in a long-lasting friendship.

Happy day when I realize my own helplessness in front of such trifles, because I could just forget about it, realizing that I will never have a dr "like everyone else" with celebrations and other things...But I hope to the last, and I am disappointed in this day.

With the day when you realize that even after 22 years, you don't understand how to live this life. After all, you want to create, along with earning on it, but you have to think about routine work, just to live. When even if you have a job you can't move because you just don't have enough money from your salary.

Even this picture didn't want to be saved in photoshop, so I had to screenshot it to make the post not only in words.