~Geburtstag~

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I hate my birthday.
I hate that I was born.
I hate that I'm alive.
I hate that I having attention on me.

I never asked to be born.
I never asked for this life.
I never asked for this shity life.

Every year this day comes and every year I hate this day.

This day.
I hate this day.
I hate myself.

I want to be done, I really do. But I can't bring myself to do what I think I need.

Just another part of my shit life.




























~Gerburtstag-birthday

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