I genuinely had no idea that today was my birthday until this morning when Erik popped a confetti cannon in my face to wake me up, gave me a crappy breakfast of eggs, rice, and a cupcake, and threw his car keys at me. (help I'm still finding pieces of rainbow colored paper in my hair-) but the sweet little sister Elyssa gave me a carefully drawn self portrait and a card- (she's so innocent yet such a homophobic little 9 year old, I guess she gets it from her blood mom?) dad just gave me a pat on the back and Nico (step father) was being super nice and gave me like, 600 pounds- (pounds are money in the UK if u didn't know that btw)
