Time is running out

I have missed many people especially this month. My month. My bday is coming soon and i have no fucking plan. But its okay. It doesnt matter. Whats the big deal about turning twentyfuckingone right. Haha im pathetic. Yes. Cause i miss you? Yes i miss You. But so what right? So here, letters to you..

"The ones who have been there are left, unnoticed - The ones who came new are kept, preserved"