birthdays

happy birthday!
have a great one!
you're finally (insert age)!
hope your wishes come true!

i really detest birthdays.

i hate the way people expect you to feel so special on your birthday when in reality you still feel the same as you did a minute ago before the clock struck midnight.

i hate the way it reveals either the whopping several or the despondent few numbers of people who care about you enough to make sure your birthday is a day that is perfect and one that you feel loved and can truly be thankful for.

i don't want to know how many people care about me, or rather, not care about me.

im constantly afraid that birthdays will be sad, boring, and ordinary.

time please slow down, or skip the 18th.