Dear Diary! 17.01.1751
Guess what? Today is my birthday. I´m so excited and i just can´t hide it. I´m about to lose control and I think I like it. I think it´s possible that this is going to be a great songtext in a couple of years.
My birthday wishlist:
1 bottle wodka
cigars
a new trendy and very metrosexual wig
And what have I got? You. Not that I don't like you.....o.k. actually I don't. But today I am nineteen, and which guy in my age would be happy about a stupid unnecessary diary? I hope at least my friends will go with me to a pub and will celebrate my birthday with sex, drugs and alcohol.
I will tell you tomorow
Guess what? Today is my birthday. I´m so excited and i just can´t hide it. I´m about to lose control and I think I like it. I think it´s possible that this is going to be a great songtext in a couple of years.
My birthday wishlist:
1 bottle wodka
cigars
a new trendy and very metrosexual wig
And what have I got? You. Not that I don't like you.....o.k. actually I don't. But today I am nineteen, and which guy in my age would be happy about a stupid unnecessary diary? I hope at least my friends will go with me to a pub and will celebrate my birthday with sex, drugs and alcohol.
I will tell you tomorow
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