my bday dont mean shit...i was looking forward to it till the person who i thought was my sister didnt want to go. now i dont even want to go. she had no idea how hurt i am...the only reason she wants to go now is because of how gulty she feels. not to mention i broke up with mike on my bday and few days after that i was allmost raped. fuck it i dont want to go but i have to. Things dont matter to me anymore i dont want to celerbate my bday ever again.
the party ant just about me. its about my family...seeing my family together...getting along. i dont want gifts and i know that im getting some i just wish that i didnt. i want to see my lil nepew and my cuzns. my great grandma my grandma my mom and dad who is not drinking. im so proud of him im proud that he is trying to be sober.