Happy Birthday Emily!
15...I remember it well. Good times.
Who am I kidding? At 15, I was a dateless nerd who had never been kissed.
But this is about you.
I can't tell your birth story because I wasn't there.
I can't tell any embarrassing stories from your childhood because I wasn't there.
But never fear, I'm saving all your embarrassing adolescent stories to tell on your future birthdays (hopefully with video and/or pictures).
Here is my piece of 15th birthday advice:
Go take a long look at yourself in a full length mirror.
Accept that you are beautiful and live the rest of your life accordingly.
I promise that this will save you much trauma and possibly years of therapy.
Srsly.
1 comment:
YAAAYYY!
Thankies, Rach!
:3
Bring me some cake, and I might love you summore.
;]
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