At What Point Do Birthdays Stop Feeling Magical ?

at what point do birthdays stop feeling magical ?

this boy who I randomly met has been on my mind all the time (I'm not complaining and I love it)

imagine how Pluto felt when he was declared no longer a planet.

The feeling when you know you should be studying but you don't but are guilty about not studying but still don't

"If Medusa ever turns you into stone, I wanna turn into stone with you in my arms so that we can be like that for eternity"

my boyfriend on a random Wednesday afternoon while I'm stuffing my face with tacos.

the urge to abandon everything and go become a blade of grass