’cause i’m killing them all on my own little mission

my birthday is on the third of june. part of me doesn’t want it to come. i removed the date from facebook. i don’t care about the stupid birthday wishes that mean nothing. these are people who don’t talk to me otherwise. nobody actually gives a shit about me that i want to. i don’t need the rest’s affection. i just feel a dread and deeprooted sadness about the day.

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