note to self: good freakin luck with that.

how im starting to feel

im going to go to my room, let the tears start rolling.

try and have some self control….

and cry myself to a happy freak’n birthday.

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that is how i feel right now.

really starting to give up all hope. damn.

everything idea i have thrown out for my birthday has been rejected.

yeah, i knew there was a reason i didnt even care.

happy to miserable.

wish i still had that