Yesterday i celebrated my 22 birthday! The day i thought i officially became a man felt a little awkward being that my age fueled the illusion of me seeing eye wrinkles that morning around my eyes, but after a morning birthday shot and breakfast i felt a little better. Nothing major happened, i just stayed home and thought about my 22 years of life with my best-friend whom just turned 22 two weeks prior. She got me a piece of red-velvet cake and I stuck my last cigarette in it and took the picture above. Hopefully, the quitting of cigs helps my youth river flow for as much time as possible!