It’s that time of year again. It’s my goddamn birthday. I’m not a birthday person. Historically it’s never been a thing for me. Some people secure the whole week for celebrations, adoration. I don’t understand but, this but this year? You know what? Yay me for living yet another year (and if you are reading this - congratulations to you, too - it’s hard…
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