so it's my birthday. or it was at the time I started writing. It was a good birthday. and that's odd for me to say. cause, you see, I was always one of those "it's just another day" sorts. I may still stand by that, I'm not sure. Britini, however, went on a tactical assault on this belief(a belief I'm not sure I told her about), assaulting me
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