Do Not Disturb
Had a great time
Yesterday on my birthday and I got to go home but once everyone left I felt exhausted. I loved my birthday cake. It said Happy 21 birthday and then my name and I had a little crown on their and a wand how cute.
My mother changed my wound and I cried like the little baby that I am. It didn't hurt when she pulled it out. It hurted when she put that shit in me. It's like she's giving me stitches every time.
Mood : Want this wound to go away so I can go back to my normal self again
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