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I'm not gonna call it what it is, except the date or the substitute seen in the subject.
My conscious mind HATES today, and only takes a few "Happy Deth-Day"s, but my sub and unconscious minds adore it and try to exploit it each ******** year. THAT being against my morals, i can't help but tear myself apart each year when i'm by myself for a while. yeah, what fun...
OH, and what makes it even MORE fun (right), i steal a large part of a small limelight in my family for being one of 3 getting a year closer to the patient brother of Sleep.
my grandma and favorite girl cousin (love 'em to powder-tiny bits <33445) on the Johnston side are the other two sharing the date (and i'd LOVE letting both of them have the day instead of stealing a chunk of it).
sadly, i wish my other grandparents had ANOTHER ellison grandson, so the ellison/ griffith/ galloway half wouldn't focus their undeserved and unwanted attention on me and instead let me be despised by the whole of them like the near-torture my sister's feeling. Yeah, how LUCKY it is to be the last of the stable Ellison bloodline with a sister who isn't getting as good as she deserves by anyone except her teddy bear...
oy... all the crap she's getting from our family and her friends is something i should be getting instead...
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