It's 10pm and I'm sitting in bed wearing my panda pj's with my tears streaming down my face, sobbing.

It's my 19th birthday tomorrow, nothing special. The two people in the entire world that would subconciously know it will be my birthday and would never miss it aren't here. My poor daddy is up in heaven and I can't hear him wishing me a million happy birthdays, and my mother is in jail for his death probably looking up at the stars wishig me happy birthday and regrettig everything she has done.