Birthday was a couple days ago…i’m 19 now…how many more years must I endure of this life? How many more years must pass before my birthday is even remembered? 10/11 marked the day that I realized what my worth truly is, how little anyone cared, and that I just breathe to pass the time.
I bought myself a cupcake today since I never did get around to celebrating it.
I whispered a wish as I blew the lonely candle out.
Birthday wishes arent real…for I am still alive.
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Birthday Wishes
I have been suffering from depression for most of my life. I am also anorexic and bulimic. I’ve been dealing with the consequences of my illnesses, including stomach ulcers, amenorrhea, and anemia. My body is shutting down, but I don’t care. In fact, this is kind of what I wanted. Slowly, but surely, I’m going to die. My disorders reassure this motive. Today is also my birthday. Guess my wishes are coming true.