So it’s my birthday today and I should be all happy and enjoying life.
instead I’m lying on the sofa eating maltesers and watching one day on Netflix because my dick of an ex text me at midnight to tell me he was on a date.
we’ve been split 2 months and speak every day so I stupidly assumed we might get back together or he might get me a card. Just a stupid text.
happy Saturday everyone here’s a birthday to remember ☕️