I never have fancy idea of what birthday is. I just remember when I was in school, I used to celebrate it with my friends. Mother will cook some meals and I bring it to school to eat with classmates and teachers. Mother also make some gift to distribute among my friends.
Growing up, years later, I don't really want to celebrate my birthday anymore. It just another normal day for me.
May the smol me knows I am happy beyond everything happening in her life. I won't stop thriving and surviving this life. I will make it. I will make it.
To another year of uncertainty.
Happy birthday, dear self ❤️














