Yeah, I'm a year older. Every time, it seems to creep up on me; I know it's there, but it's on the backburner till a few days before the special date and BAM, I think IT's MY BIRTHDAY IN FOUR DAYS or something.
I went to a bonfire yesterday and when I came home, my mom told me I smelled like smoke. Awkward.
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