another year.

cheers to never finishing what i started.

cheers to never doing any of the things ive dreamt about since i was old enough to dream.

cheers to writing down everything to try and remember something.

cheers to addictions come and gone.

cheers to all the places i will never find myself in again.

cheers to all the thing i will never understand why.

cheers to all the years in between now and then and all the things i will never stop wondering why.

cheers to each day i have wasted and all the people i have hated and all the chances i blew.

cheers to a life i never wanted and all the things i never did about it.

cheers to all the things i have no memory of, but pictures i must keep to remind me of who i was.

cheers to all the people that forgot about me and to the people i will never forget.

cheers to all the things i will always regret.

cheers to the first 12 years that made me stable, and the last 11 that made me crazy.

cheers to feeling so much older than i ever should have had to.

cheers to another day to dread.

cheers to another reason to feel like a failure.

cheers to 23 years and accomplishing nothing but getting pregnant and not dying.

cheers to waking up every morning still breathing.

cheers to my 23rd birthday. another reminder of how quickly time goes by, a reminder of how nothing is promised to you.

cheers to another year closer to death.

but mostly, cheers to the few people and things that soften the blow.