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Jul. 1st, 2013 07:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
logans_girl2001My mother really doesn't get it.
She just called to ask if having sandwiches Friday will be alright, this is after I've already told her I want to grill hamburgers. Her reasoning? Everyone will be having them Thursday.
When I said that I won't be having hamburgers Thursday she made that growlly sigh thing that people do when they think you're being difficult.
I'm so fucking sorry that my wishes for MY BIRTHDAY don't match with yours. Excuse me ever so fucking much.
So, I am now not doing a damn thing for my birthday. No cake. No decorations. No get together. Nothing.
All this has done is remind me that no one loves me and no one ever will; that I'm not worthy of anyone wanting to celebrate the day of my birth. Because if they really truly loved me, they'd throw me a surprise party. I've never had one. Have had a measly few actual parties and never a surprise party.
I think I'm gonna go cry myself to sleep now.
She just called to ask if having sandwiches Friday will be alright, this is after I've already told her I want to grill hamburgers. Her reasoning? Everyone will be having them Thursday.
When I said that I won't be having hamburgers Thursday she made that growlly sigh thing that people do when they think you're being difficult.
I'm so fucking sorry that my wishes for MY BIRTHDAY don't match with yours. Excuse me ever so fucking much.
So, I am now not doing a damn thing for my birthday. No cake. No decorations. No get together. Nothing.
All this has done is remind me that no one loves me and no one ever will; that I'm not worthy of anyone wanting to celebrate the day of my birth. Because if they really truly loved me, they'd throw me a surprise party. I've never had one. Have had a measly few actual parties and never a surprise party.
I think I'm gonna go cry myself to sleep now.
