Birthday comming up again and as usual, I wished it wasn't. I hate birthdays, I really do.
Women hate birthdays because it means getting older I hate mine because it always happens something comes along to kick me in the stomac and put me down.
This year is no exception. Ex reminding me of that pain. But I'm sure that's not enough. More will come since it's not here yet.
Alone I will be again and wishing it end and end soon so I can look forward to it not comming back around til next year
