Coming home at 5:30 in the morning sober and exhausted and weeping because somehow birthdays are always disappointing somehow and you found that your mom bought BBQ for your birthday dinner and you hate having BBQ for your birthday dinners because you specifically said you did not want BBQ and all you can think about is that stupid Lesley Gore song and then you wake up in the morning when you're still tired but can't fall asleep again and no one is home.
Hah.
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but at least you're still really awesome. also, i once sang lesley gore in front of my highschool - sunshine, lollipops and rainbows. fuck, i totally mentally blocked htat out.
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