Your name is beautiful.
It's not literally Beautiful, it just sounds pretty.
Today happens to be your birthday.
Both beautiful and birthday starts with a b.
Isn't that glorious?
The world is beautiful.
And so are you.
omg.
So many parallels I can't even.
This went off topic.
The point is, today, in this lovely world, there is a lovely person celebrating the lovely day they were born.
And then you are doing the same, in another part of the world.
While the rest of America thinks of those that died when the Twin Towers were destroyed; I will be thinking of stupid shit like this to put on your page in the hopes that you will overlook the fact that I didn't draw you anything yet again.
Enjoy your birthday you sick fuck.