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But I really feel like crying. I'm super-conscious that there's someone very important missing today and it doesn't feel quite right getting all dolled up to go out when her ashes are sitting at Mum's. I know she wouldn't want me to do this to myself but I thought that this birthday would be like all the others since I turned 18. I'd go out, have a little too much to drink, come back late/early depending on your perspective and get a phone call before leaving and far too early in the morning/afternoon. It sucks. I just finished my make-up and I might be about to ruin it. |
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