I was born on a Monday
Today is my 21st birthday and I really wish I would have stayed in instead of going out. While most of you must have gone to Vegas and celebrated with loved ones, I was at an EDM white trash party in a smoke room getting high with strangers, instead of being blacked out drunk under a bridge. My birthday was not lit. But as I contemplate here on my bed at how pointless the night before was, I’m still very appreciative of my two friends who tried to make my “special day” a good one. I’m thankful for my Mom that has always been by my side even when she wasn’t, I thank my grandpa for reminding me that I’m young still and have so much to live for, but most importantly I thank myself because while I could be flying off the edge right now I decided to live another day and fight another war.