This year is another year of life, this is my 22nd year of being and I’ve accomplished nothing.
but I have now started realise who I am, and what I am. I don’t try to be a bitch, but I can be one for people that cross me.
and I can be sweet and caring when I need to.
I need to make this year amazing. My birthday was the 24th, and I’ve only just stopped to sit down and think about everything .
I’m going to love this year.