Today is my birthday...

And well, here it is almost 2:00 in the afternoon, I’m still in my pajamas, and no plans what so ever. My boyfriend asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I told him just a cake. There’s no cake. I know, I sound like a ungrateful brat. I’m really not, but I mean, I would’ve made my own cake if he would’ve bought a cake mix and icing. I would go buy it, but shit, I don’t even have a dollar to my name. Guess I am just being an ungrateful brat.

EDIT:

My birthday officially SUCKED!! I can say this is the worst birthday I’ve had in 12 years. My 21st birthday, I tore ligaments and tendons in my ankle. Yes, I was sober, but that’s a whole different story. It’s almost 8:00 at night, I never changed out of my pajamas, I legit was bored all damn day. I didn’t get an “I love you”, “kiss my ass”, a kiss or anything from my boyfriend. Instead, he’d rather argue over stupid shit like taking the dogs out, when I told him I would in like 5 minutes. They were in their kennels, so it’s not like they were running around the house. Guess I’m going to put my son to bed, take a bath and go to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.