It’s my birthday (well Saturday just gone 21 Feb.) I turned the grand old age of 22, another year older and wiser supposedly. I got wonderful Barbie, pink and heart shaped balloons from my best friends who mean the world to me, but the heart shape balloon ran away in the wind. I had pink cocktail, a French Martini which was lush. Now I am my 23rd year I want to bake more and make pretty cakes and try and make risotto and make my own recipe book full of all my creative ideas.
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happy birthday! i love birthdays.
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thats freaky 2:2 weird
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