IT’S WEIRD…

that this is my last Christmas as a teenager…

and I’m about to start the next decade of my life.

I’m sad.

I was supposed to be a Christmas baby, but came late. It’s been 20 years since I was supposed to be born! Freaky deaky.

But to celebrate (though a little late just like I was!), here’s an old picture of Emily and me during the holiday season in the previous decade of our lives. :)

So here’s to the last few days of being a teenager, and another great (or hopefully just better) decade of my life.

Omg - these people UNDERSTAND ME. Man, holiday birthday angst is the worst, or maybe it’s just an issue of self-worth (like the author had).

BUT EITHER WAY. Sometimes I wish I could just arbitrarily claim a day for my birthday, probably sometime in October or something.

I know having holiday birthday angst is completely selfish, but I’ve decided to embrace my secret conceitedness, haha.

(via uniquecookie)

Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays! :)