Birthdays are really no fun anymore. They used to be filled with friends and family and fun. As I have gotten older, I have realized that I no longer look forward to my birthday. My birthday for the past couple of years have really been downers. I hate birthdays. I dread my 19th coming up in a few days.
My brother and I must have a curse. We both have sat at home our past two birthdays. His 21st, he sat at home due to a surgery he had, same with this year on his 22. He just sat at home because he really couldn't do much. Two birthdays sitting at home with his foot proped up. Not what i call a Happy Birthday. Me, on my 18th birthday, I went got a tattoo and came home and sat. Why? Because everyone that was supposed to hang out with me ditched me. So this weekend, I see the same thing happening. Oh wait, people are already ditching me and my birthday isn't even here yet. So its official, I hate birthdays.
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You know I'd be there if I could. I wish I could be. I tried.
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