It was my birthday yesterday, I turned 38.

It was my birthday yesterday, and to dozens and dozens of "friends" it was just another normal ho-hum and plain day, nothing special happend.

It was my birthday yesterday, and to my family, those who falsely profess and claim to love me unconditionally, it was just another ho-hum normal day.

It was my birthday yesterday, and only those imaginary friends, my ponies and AB family of mine, even remembered that I was even born.

It was my birthday yesterday, and even if you desire to wish me a happy birthday now. save your breath and your, false, deceptive, conceited, disingenuous, fallacious, pretentious and self-serving caring. Being reminded of something so special that happens in a persons life, such as a birthday or anniversary does not take away the undisputed fact that you forgot and had to be reminded.

It was my birthday yesterday, and the way my heart feels, the pain that resides, lives and consumes it now inspires me to make sure my 38th birthday shall be my last.