HAPPY BOITHDAY.....Not

Another birthday come and gone...

Felt like any other day. I mean, I didn't feel older, nor did I feel any better. I'm still the same emo-ish, retarded scumbag I was this whole time.

Being 14 changes ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! HAHA!

Seriously though, being a year older does nothing except remind you that you are a year closer to your death.

And if you're above twenty and single, to quote something I read somewhere, "twenty years with no girlfriend, only interaction was through porn and dating sims...What an idiot." I think that was it.

And if you're a teenager/preteen, that you are a year closer to actually needing a job/biggest exam in your pathetic 'life'.

At least I got the awesomest B-day prezzie I ever got.

I was left COMPLETELY alone. My parents and grandparents went out for an early celebration for my Grandmother's birthday, and I got to stay at home! What luck!

Yes, I'm anti-social.

Yes, I hate social interaction

Yes, I have little friends.

Yes, I like being in my little corner of darkness, thank you.

Also, being a year older tells you that you are on the road to dying a death that was COMPLETELY pointless. And also, if you're elderly and you did ABSOLUTELY nothing with your life, then, congratulations, you just wasted eighty years of life, and the Grim Reaper is looking for you. Well done indeed.

For me, being a year older tells me that I'm on my way to complete failure and destruction. I'm just going to face the cold bleak reality: I am redundant, the world pretty much hates my guts, and that I'm destined for failure.

I AM SUCH A FATALIST.

Screw you all for disagreeing, m'kay?

~K~