BeautifullyJaded
Quarter of a Century

Today is my birthday and I am now officially 25. How am I celebrating, you ask? Eating leftovers, alone, in my house, with my dogs begging for food. Welcome to adulthood. I’m probably going to go out later and have some drinks by myself. Goodbye early 20s and hello lonely, mid-20s. Hell, maybe I’ll pick myself up a young 22 year old man tonight. The night is still young.

Viva 25!

I will be a quarter century old…

I saw the most delectable guy tonight. He came into the bar I work at the other night and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He’s tall, not too skinny, bearded and tattooed. Can I please have him for my birthday? It would be much appreciated.

Cheers