Usually, when people turn 18 they will go for their first legal clubbing experience, get wild. I realise that it is completely uneccessary. (YES I KNOW I’M A BORING KID) I feel that my birthday isnt about me. It’s actually a day to thank my parents for giving me life, caring for me despite the countless disappointment i’ve given them. To share it with friends who made my life worth living. 18. Its just a number.
Dinner with my parents.
soft digital filter.
other than lipstick and alittle eyeshadow at the corners of my eyes, theres nothing else 😉
Birthday cake at home. (weird shadow on my nose)
I had a lovely night. Wanted to go to the fashion show at soul but i didnt so I AM STILL BORING AFTERALL. But i love my parents.
That’s the first part! will update again soon! 😉
**if you’re smart enough, you will realize that someone is missing..