Sat around. Had dinner with my ex of three years who had dumped me a month prior. She bought me a sweater, a book on writing, and a card that she didn’t write “love” in, which made me cry.
Oh wait, that was my 19th birthday… rewind…
On my 18th birthday, I went to a cabin with my mom, grandparents, girlfriend, best friend, and his girlfriend. Girlfriend painted a portrait of both of us and we filmed a serial killer movie for my best friend’s video class. Then we came home and I bought a Mosin Nagant.