5.22.2010

Happy birthday

So now you’re nineteen. There’s all those things you could do last year when you were eighteen, like smoke, play the lottery, and join the army, act in a porno, carry a knife, own a rifle, adopt a child; all with the mindset of a whole new year. I wish so hard sometimes, that you were here to enjoy it all, and selfishly, that I could enjoy these things with you.

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