Ever feel trapped between the voices in your head and the recieved wisdom of what other people believe you "have" to do?
Yeah, that's about how I feel right now.
Happy Birthday to me. It's been a long July, and there's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last.
Maybe.
But I'm not holding my breath.
Tags? Fuck tags. I'm tired and a little drunk and it's my birthday. Fuck tags, and goodnight.
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