i woke up this morning feeling tired. really tired even after ten hours of sleep.

it's happening. i'm getting depressed again and though i feel i should be able to handle this part of the year by now, i still can't.

i want you here. i want you here so when i wake up in the morning, you tell me how proud you are of me and to congratulate me on reaching twenty, the big 2-0 as you would say. i want you to hug me and give me a silly card that reminded you of me. i want you here for my birthday and for the rest of my life.

i have a feeling i dreamt of you. i cannot remember my dream for the life of me, but it's just a feeling i have.

visit me more often, please. i know you're probably busy... but i love you and i miss you.