Ahh, June 25th.
Nineteen finally, happy and content.
I hope we can be friends.
Wishlist: A bestseller to my name, the power to talk to animals, a tiny teensy waist and magic powers.
Because all the things I have are already out of this world.
Thank you God, I’m humbled that you let me make my way to nineteen.
Hope I don’t get run over.