So, fuck the idea of a having a "Happy" fucking birthday... like the past idk.. 6 years... my birthday is surrounded by people yelling and arguing and me being depressed and feeling like shit...

What was it over this time compared to the other 6 that were from mom and dad arguing? This year, it's over step-mom yelling at me about not knowing where I wanted to have my damn birthday dinner... I'm fucking sorry... I dislocated my knee on the 2nd... My brain still hasn't even fixed itself enough to get back into drawing or gaming... long less figuring out what I want for my birthday or what I want to eat...

SO.. FUCK IT. I'm just not gonna have birthdays anymore.. holidays are the next off my list of "celebrations" with this continued pattern...