"Did my invitations disappear?Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter? Tell me why the hell no one is here? Tell me what to do to make it all feel better?" Stacy sang softly to herself, sitting at the table alone.She pulled her cake towards her and whispered in a soft, sarcastic tone, "Happy Birthday to me!"
She then blew out the candles, and sat alone in silence, looking down at the ground with tears forming in her eyes.
//any body can do this....I'm just bored 😔//
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