happy birthday to me.

my birthday's on sunday. guess what. my beloved boyfriend just told me he has to practice with his crew. ON MY FREAKING BIRTHDAY. like. WTF? i'm pissed beyond words. after all the sacrifices i made for him. he treats me like a piece of gum stuck on the bottom of a shoe that you find so annoying you wish you could throw that shoe away and walk bare footed. even my theory dont make sense. when u're angry, nothing make sense. fish. i'm so mad.