Today is my birthday, again.
I ought to be happier, but I cannot help but feel only melancholy in this moment... I suppose I was happy.
‘Do blow out your candles, dear. Your cake is ... [+]
I ought to be happier, but I cannot help but feel only melancholy in this moment... I suppose I was happy.
‘Do blow out your candles, dear. Your cake is ... [+]