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Childish rambling I'll likely wish I never wrote later

I turned 24 today. Could count the people that remembered on one hand.

I've worked my birthdays for the past decade and people not remembering has become pretty standard.

Still hurts. I feel like I should be numb to it by now, but I'm not.


Sort of thing that happens and makes you question a lot of things in a bad light.

Are my friends really even my friends?

Does people even care about me?

Does my life even matter?


Fuck, hope 25 is different.