dysfunctional

the one on birthday cake.

i have no problem with love. i have no trouble with boys. i have no issue with getting laid. but it troubles me deeply that i have no friends. it’s stupid. i don’t know what got into me that i cried yesterday, sobbing away because i don’t get a birthday cake this year. yea, stupid isn’t it? like tears are so cheap. and i just had to read that a friend had 7 birthday cakes this year for her birthday. like wtf? it’s a freaking cake. it should be a non-issue. why am i overreacting like this?

i should so have just gone out and buy myself one and put 100 candles on it or something so i could have 100 wishes to make.

i think i’m stressed from work. breakouts are not helping me not cry.