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Over a quarter of a century ago today two most unremarkable individuals consumed by their own selfishness and lust joined together in an unholy union that begot the most heinous and ghastly creature yet known. No one asked him if he wanted to be born. Had he known how useless and wretched his life would turn out to be he would have torn himself free of the womb and rode the bloody river to his own demise. If not for the want of a cheap prophylactic or more accessible abortion clincs he would not have had to suffer the horrors of existence. Or perhaps they did try to abort him but this guile fetus managed to dodge their best efforts with the coat hanger. In either case he was born and that was his first mistake. Many people choose to celebrate their birthdays as a celebration of life or a great milestone in the passage of time. I choose to condemn this ignominious day a grim reminder of my first mistake. Being born was a mistake. Continuing to exist is a mistake. Every day I grow into a larger and larger abject failure at life. Why didn't I end it when I had the resolve and presence of mind to do so? Endless failures and squandered opportunities.

Yet another year wasted in my pathetic life. HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY