Its 26th July. I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing "Happy Birthday". At times is it seems that I am living my life backward, and that at the approach of old age my real youth will begin. My soul was born covered with wrinkles-wrinkles that my ancestors and parents most assiduously put there and that I had the greatest trouble removing. And after all, may this birthday be just the beginning of a year filled with happy memories, wonderful moments and shining dreams.
HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY TO ME ! :)
“From birth to age eighteen, a girl needs good parents. From eighteen to thirty-five, she needs good looks. From thirty-five to fifty-five, she needs a good personality. From fifty-five on, she needs good cash.”- Sophie Tucker