Birthday Blues

My wish could not be bought. It could not be borrowed. And I’m sure as hell it could not be forced.

I’m just not sure if I deserve it or if it will do me right. But I really, really, really want it. šŸ˜¦

So I’m asking God for clarity instead of this biggest desire of my heart, because I guess it’s better to ask for something that will go a looooong way.

God, please give me clarity for my birthday.

And love. In whatever form.

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listening to:Ā One RepublicĀ – Apologize

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