January 26, 2009
Today is my birthday. I got a netflix subscription, two scarves, a hat, and sunglasses. I got an adorable, realistic comic from a friend, and more 'happy birthdays' than I could count. But I did not get flowers or candy. He did not say happy birthday. And I do not want to see him anymore. I don't want to like him, I don't want to smile at him, and I don't want to exchange glances with him. I want him to disappear, and I want someone better to replace him. I want to disappear and someone better to replace me.