Sufjan singing live on a roofMy birthday is officially over now; I'm relieved. I bought a cake, though I didn't get to blow out any candles and no one sang Happy Birthday to me. It was an ok day, but just another day.
I miss the days when you got excited for your birthday to come around. I miss being 10.
Had I blown out candles and gotten to make a wish, I would've wished to marry this man.
And just because I love the wings:
It's ok if you're gay, baby. I'll be your beard. All you have to do is sing me to sleep each night, k? Thanks.