Today wasn’t my best day, my brother had to make tonight about himself again, he can apparently never let me have a day for myself, including my birthday. Tomorrow I’m supposed to get a new piercing, yippee, then Sunday we’re doing an escape room then visiting the bookstore and mall. I’m putting my foot down this time and I’m not letting him come with us, I’m tired of crying on my birthday because of him. I just want my parents and best friend with me

A little vent but Happy Friday the 13th, everyone, I was born on a Friday on June 13th. All my life, ever since I saw my first Friday the 13th movie, I’ve related to him

I share whatever birthday dessert I get with him because I think he gets lonely on his birthday