Thursday, September 9, 2010

9th of September.


It's supposed to be the best day when I'm supposed to be happy all day. Evey year since you've been around I've done nothing but cry because you chose what we do, where we go, what happens. But I'm seventeen now. Can you just fuck off. You may be able to rule everyone else's birthday, but not mine. For fucks sake. You have no idea how much you piss me off. I wish it was just me and mum. I wish it always has been me and mum. I want nothing to do with you because you ruin everything.

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