December.

December, December. The end of the year. The coming of a new year. The month when I become one year older.

I used to be hyped about becoming one year older. But now...meh. So what.

I have always been planning a birthday where I simply stay in my room and sleep and eat but I never end up doing that every year since I started to stop caring about my birthday.

I get one year older and nothing changes. I'm still stupid, I'm still thinking, I'm still crying. (BOOHOO)

I'm tired of everything.

No one needs a loner/sad/emo/depressing person like me.

And FB calls me again so that nothing changes from the normal life I have.

Oh and then it's Christmas!! 

I don't even do anything on that day.

And then it's New Years!!

And I stay up till midnight watching the countdown on TV and eat Japanese noodles.

I'm having fun! YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Ah...smile again, everyday.