Hey guys,
Today is my birthday. I told people that I always celebrated my birthday with family. Yeaa its true. Not a lie. But, what people tend to see is the happiness. Some of them feel envy when I said that. They thought I have a very happy and warm family. In reality, its not like that. The birthday is the most painful memory I had. Because, it remind me of my parents love. I born from the love. They said that. But why they separated? Why they abandoned their love token? I'm willingly celebrates my birthday just to cover up my deep sorrow. Pretend to be happy. How could I believe in love when this happening to me frequently.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF.
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