One of the hardest things for me about my birthday is the people that I wish were there that aren't.
I don't need material things.
I need to be surrounded by love and laughter and people who love me enough to laugh at me and call me a dork ass when I deserve it.
It frustrates me no end when people let petty bullshit get in the way of a good friendship. Especially when they act so self-righteous about it.
I am so grateful for the love I do have. For the people who did come out with us to share in the love and laughter and the really fucking loud singing.