Dreatful birthday just around a coner, getting my hinding place ready
For those who don’t know, my birthday is monday next week (the 11th of this month), and I never enjoy my birthday. Shit always happens when it’s my birthday. One time on my birthday I was sick, another time I was still forced to be slaved by my father (who always makes me his “slave” (that fat ass, lazy bastered)). I started saying “fuck my birthday, who needs it, it’s just another fucken day” when I was either 13-15 (can’t remember). I always thought birthdays was a day to relax (unless you have school, then you go to school then you relax) but never on my birthdays, being forced to wait on my dad hand and foot, it sucks. How many of you are forced to hand on one of your family members hand and foot? What about you are the youngest and the oldest is closer to what they wanted but still called on you?
Why would you hate your birthday so much? It’s supposed to be enjoyable because your now a year older! Why you ask? Well…. I still have to slave my father hand and foot is one thing, this year I still have work to go to (getting my birthday off the next day for court, more on that later), and all the shit that happens in between. Now don’t you think that’s an enjoyable birthday? I don’t think so. Sure, the free stuff is nice but most of which I just throw in the coner (unless it’s something that I would really use).
Right now it’s late, I’m tired, and my cat wants me to go to bed (my cat is weird), so I’ll finish this rant another time. Tell next time.
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