Happy fucking birthday to me. 3rd one since my divorce, 3rd one alone. It's a fucking Thursday on top of it. No one will be around to do anything tonight. Yes, I am having a party tomorrow, but that's tomorrow.
Worked was okay yesterday. Night was okay. Wore masks all day and night. Kept all this hidden. Smile. You're on candid camera. Play nice with all the people. Make them think you're normal. Make them think you're not about to explode.
Six years to go. Life better change.
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