This story is for the birds... LOL... literally. So when I was 15 this story took place. My younger brother is 6 years my junior. For this story to really make sense you have to...
I'm throwing away pictures
That i never should have taken in the first place
And it's cold in my apartment
As i'm changing all the colors
From the brightest reds to grays
I remember a birthday of mine were I was blowing out the candles and accidentally spit all over the cake... 😓