so its my birthday.
Happy Birthday, to me.
J called me to wish me a happy birthday. it was so antiseptic and cold. well no, thats not entirely true. we talked about things going on, true. mostly he talked about himself.
but we were so antiseptic and cold. so foreign and disconnected. so diplomatic and severed
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anyways, how's it feel to be a real grown-up?
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