Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday dear me. Happy birthday to me.
I wish you could sense all of the bitterness and anger in that. But I guess you could just read that sentence and know anyway.
As far as birthdays go, if I keep having bad birthdays year after year
I'm just going to forget this day even exists.
This, marked on my imaginary calendar, is third to worst moment of my life.
Oh, I really need to stop thinking of myself. I've been doing a lot of that lately. Ew. I hate it.
Okay. Back to caring about others.
Gosh, I'm such a downer!
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) : ) : ) :) :D :D :D :D :D :D :) :) Handful of smiles for everyone!!
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