30th June, a beautiful day, is my birthday.
I like this day because it is my day, one day in a year, although just 24 hours.
I like the birthday, because it belongs to me, just one day in a year.
Perhaps, not too many friends can remember my day, and my lover can not celebrate for me, in my heart, they are here, with me, in this day.
Lots of words want to say, and lots of feeling in my heart at this time.
I am thirty-three years old, today~~~
What kind of gift for myself? I do not know, at fact, now, a little sad, a little tear~~~~
I like this day because it is my day, one day in a year, although just 24 hours.
I like the birthday, because it belongs to me, just one day in a year.
Perhaps, not too many friends can remember my day, and my lover can not celebrate for me, in my heart, they are here, with me, in this day.
Lots of words want to say, and lots of feeling in my heart at this time.
I am thirty-three years old, today~~~
What kind of gift for myself? I do not know, at fact, now, a little sad, a little tear~~~~
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