It’s my party I can cry if I want to

C invited about 40 people to come out last night for my birthday. About four people showed and about halfway through the night the alcohol helped me remember everything sad going on and I cried in the bar on my birthday. So we left and got tacos and came homeand that was that. So today is my actual birthday and C had to work so here I am watching Netflix at home by myself on my birthday. Maybe next year will be better.