Um. 

I was really small when my Da took me to New York for the first time. That was wonderful. He also once gave me this beautiful sunflower that was bigger than my face at the time. 

Ma threw me a surprise quinceañera party with bunch of people, an ocean view, and rock and roll music that she planned in 4 days after I told her I didn’t feel like doing anything to celebrate. I wore a poofy, beautiful, long, blue dress and converse.  I ended up having so much fun. It was incredible.

My first x boyfriend still sends me flowers for my birthday.

My best friend came to my house one day with icecream when I didn’t want to leave my room for days. 

My last x grew roses in his mum’s garden and tried to dye them blue for me. Instead he ended up giving me a glass blue rose for my birthday. He still (I think) has his rose bush.

My english teacher bought an extra box of colored chalk so I could draw with them in his chalkboard.

A friend once wrote me a poem.

The guy I briefly went out with in february brought me a giant caterpillar to school after my poetry reading competition on Valentine’s day. I hardly knew him though and it was really out of place… But it was amazing that someone would do that. 

Those are all really wonderful things. I really really appreciate them.