feeling a bit lost. The human beings who created me don't seem to bohered about my existance.. My mother has told me i was a mistakeand my father is and always has been too fucking lazy to make the effort to even remember my birthday.
Me: You forgot again..
Dad: i knew it was someone's birthday.. i thought it was probably an ex untill i got your text (three days later)
Yeah, that was back in October... but it just about sums it up perfect-fucking-ly