So my birthday passed a few days ago. I'm never excited, I'm sort of depressed. Yay! getting older! yeah it doesn't sound so appealing to me. It sounds intimidating. Another year towards my death another year with out people being around. Usually I'm optimistic but the thought of me growing up makes me frown. It just seems so scary not the whole concept of being alone just the concept of letting go and forgetting. The other day I tried to remember all these good times I had when I was younger and I seem to remember a lot but almost all the people that were in those memories aren't around for me anymore. Being young seems so simple sure there's pressure but nothing too extreme I feel. When you get older your plate is as full as a fat persons plate in an all you can eat buffet.