... a week later...my least favorite day of the year, or is it the day i love to hate the most ?
(after Xmas, New Years'...)
whatever, it's been the most pathetic birthday of my 41 year history.
Despite receiving the most beautiful birthday message it was a day of the most awesome insignificance...and somewhere, that's disturbing because even if you don't make an effort for your own birthday, you'd expect at least one person to try, [had i been there, Super Twinky would have... but that's another story as Ian Gillan says], but no, nothing, not even a fucking flower, not even a kick in the head, not even the proposal of a lobotamy...
... so happy birthday to me...
and yes, i do feel sad. i do feel lonely. i do feel bored. i do feel unambitious. i do feel like shit. i do feel lethargic. i do feel confused. i do feel as low and as down as i can possibly get...
... which is all good,
because the only way is up.
here i come babe
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