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Thursday, July 14, 2005


   Because, I Really Am
"I've always sort of known that, no matter what they say, I'm still perfect, in that fucked up sort of way."

Yes. Aren't we all though? Really, aren't we all?

Sorry guys, going through a rough time today. My dad's been on the warpath all week, and I just can't seem to be doing anything right. *sigh* And mom is mom, no surprises there.

My birthday's in a week...a fucking week. I truly hate my birthday, nothing ever goes right. Y'know, all I really want this year is to have a GOOD birthday; not one where people are making fun of me, not one that pretty much everyone forgets, not one where people crush my hopes, and not another one I'm forced to block from my memory. For ONCE, in 8 years, I want to have a nice birthday, a birthday worth remembering. I don't even give a shit about presents or cash or what-fucking-ever. I just want to be able to enjoy myself.

But that's just one birthday wish to high to hope for.

Heh. I really do miss whatever childhood I once had, no matter how little I had, or how long ago it was. Because those were the days that I was really, truly, blissfully happy. And not just to make everyone around me the same.

But, we all must grow up sometime. Some sooner, and without a choice in the matter.

Really, I do wish everyone just forgot about my birthday, because I know nothing right will come of it this year.

-Sparx

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