Happy birthday to me.
Yeah, another year older and at 23 you realize more and that to kinda stopped caring after your 21st (sure I could drink then but it was the principle of the matter that made to birthday worth celebratin.
So it's me and a cookie cake at my apartment. Things have been civil enough. No Black Dog. No Slendy. No Proxies. It's not too bad.
Unfortunantly the mark is growing worse. It's continues to the burn and the more I try to remembrr=.
Cheers to all of you!