I despise brithdays so BAD. I also hate that people try to act all nice and that they care and whatnot.. Whenever i blow those candles with tears almost ready to drop from my eyelids, they only thing that passes through my mind is ''one more year, one step closer to death''. I bet it has to do with all this hateful emotions i have going on against my own psyche and the fact that i wish i was forever young.....weird really.