My birthday was alright. The day of wasn't hugely eventful. I got a few presents and My mom took me out to dinner. If I hadn't shown up too early I wouldve had a cookie cake too, but I'm not disappointed. My friend who shares the same birthday came with My mom, her boyfriend, and me to magic mountain. It was pretty fun. We bought everyone presents so I hope they like them.
The only thing that could've made that trip better was if He (you know who I'm talking about) had just stayed out of my dreams. I'm tired of seeing him in all these horrible images. I wake up and I want to puke from sadness. In these dreams He is always trying to kill me or He is flaunting some new chick of his in front of me. At least it isn't like the first ones. In the first one He was conspiring with my best friend to kill me so She could take my place.
My one friend seems to have worked things out with her Ex. She has finally resolved to not care anymore. A good decision, I think.
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