It’s my birthday…and my life is definitely where I don’t want it to be. No school, no job, no life. It sucks. My birthday is just a reminder that I should’ve graduated this year instead of next. A reminder that I am so old yet have failed at life. I’m definitely not worth celebrating today.
It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to
Another light and legacy to the Black community, gone.
Take a moment to read her story and contributions.
If you don’t know, how will our children?
peace and love
Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m too slow in the process. The fact that I know 3 people that are my age or younger that are pregnant at the moment is crazy. At least one of them is married (might be two idk).
I’m not judging because that isn’t my job. It is just crazy to think that 4 or 5 years ago they were in high school with me. Talking about going to college. Having fun, just living. Now they’re about to have a child. Things are going to be so different for them. Instead of seeing statuses about work or school, I’ll be seeing statuses about diaper changes and preschools.
At least my Facebook feed will be a little cuter lol