i baked my own cake of dreams,
and i blew those 21 candles of hopes.
this year, i lost my sense of writing.
this year, i try to draw a lot.
this year, i have a boyfriend.
and i wish i could spend another birthday with him.
this year, i grow older.
but i want to keep my child-side instead of being childish.
unfortunately sorry wont put his face back
4 hours ago



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