Sweet Sixteen.
Or sour. Whatever you prefer.
Still hasn't quite processed that I'm a year older. Craz-ay.
Maybe a combination of glow sticks, a disco ball, and the local senior citizens club would help.
Hmm. Ideas, ideas.
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Hey, happy 16th sweet one!
Tia
Hey, it's your Tia again. No wonder you can't comprehend it. You are not 16. You are 16 years, 9 months--almost 17--and 17 and 9 months is just 3 months away from 18. ADULTHOOD! Enjoy the protections afforded minors.
Love,
Tia, the lawyer
Had trouble understanding that as well xD Had to ask mum for help on that one. Not too knowledgable on the lawyer-lingo.
Haha!
Much love,
E.
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