Brithday

by KK   Sep 19, 2005


It was my birthday
and they all forgot
I came out of my bed room
and every one was gone
even my boyfriend forgot about
my birthday
how he could do that with our ann.
the day before I have no clue!
so I thought to myself that if they forgot my birthday then I would just forget about them and kill myself it is not as if they would miss me!
So i did it I took a knife and stab myself in the chest 5 times
the first 2 1/2 times i hurt but the rest it was this will be all over soon!
I now look down from heaven and see them all crying and walking around like dead people and I think to myself
why did i do that!
the day I was born was the day I died!

~not true~

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