My birthday, the most beautiful day of the year, was celebrated tonight. I laugh the same way I did when I was little. But there is no longer a cake that my mother makes, my friends buy me a cake and I invite them to a celebration in a cafe.
My birthday, the most beautiful day of the year, was celebrated tonight. I laugh the same way I did when I was little. But there is no longer a cake that my mother makes, my friends buy me a cake and I invite them to a celebration in a cafe.