I don't want to be sick on my birthday. That would muck up my plans, such as they are. I'm celebrating tonight with my parents, which is nice. Mmm, cornbread. Time for more sinus drugs!
Yay cornbread! Except not, because I don't like it, but you know... Happy Birthday tomorrow! I will likely call you unless I decide to bury my anxiety in drugs....
she just got sad, then she got stuck. she was wincing like something brittle trying hard to bend... but we never see things changing, we only see them ending, and some vicious, whispering voice keeps saying you have no choice... and i can't really wake up so i just drift in between thinking the glass is half empty and thinking it's not quite full
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Yay cornbread! Except not, because I don't like it, but you know... Happy Birthday tomorrow! I will likely call you unless I decide to bury my anxiety in drugs....
Happy Birthday friend! I'm glad to share my day with someone so great! :)
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