April 26. A curse. My birthday I hate birthdays because I always have this high expectation to feel the most loved that day but it turns out to be a reminder of how little I’m loved.,My 16th birthday was so fucking sad. my sister ruined it. My mother ruined it. I almost relapsed and that would have been their fault.AGAIN.,It’s been since my 12th I’ve been promised to have a birthday how I WANT it. It still hasn’t happened. —yaritzel
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