On my birthday I always stay up till midnight to see who wishes me a happy birthday at midnight. I say thank you to everyone who says happy birthday on Facebook, yet I know who doesn’t even say it. I wait all day for birthday texts from people who I think might send one. I see who tries to make plans or see me on my birthday and who doesn’t care. It makes me see who’s really there for me. And it leaves me wondering for the rest of the year what’s going to happen.

dreamingbella:

Expectation :

       

Reality :

     

(via quiet-hidden-insanity)