Another year older and still in the same place I was yesterday. Still the ass-end of nowhere here. Still the same institutional learning facility. Still the same crappy house. Still no car.
No, not having a party, my few friends in this hellhole are too emo to do a "birthday party." Now if I held a wake they'd be all over it with bad poetry that somehow made it all about them. . .
I'm not bitter.
Is it me? Or do I don't even fit in with the weirdos?
Today I just grit my teeth and drown out the world with my favorite song. (Hey I figured out how to embed video in this thing:)
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