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today's my birthday. i got to party and shit this weekend. now i'm just sitting here. i'd like for stef to call me back, we were gonna hang out tonight. guess she's too busy with paul or whoever the fuck she's with. oh well. i love my friends, but not even my best ones did anything for me for my birthday. i got myself drunk this weekend. i got them drunk too. i spent all my money. i'm glad my family loves me, who else would i have then? my exam's tomorrow for psych and my printer won't work so i can't get the lecture notes. everything's looking so hopeless.
maybe i'll go listen to some death cab.
happy birthday to me.
maybe i'll go listen to some death cab.
happy birthday to me.