This weekend was supposed to be my birthday party. Filled with fun,laughter,food,and Harry Potter. But my “friends” decided not to come. I didn’t get to have a party last year and this year I do..no one fucking shows up. What’s the point of even having friends when they don’t care enough to come to your birthday. I feel like such an idiot. I was all excited and was planning stuff and I’m such a good mood and now all I was to do is lock myself in my room and transfer schools. 

Fuck them. I’m a year and a half away from getting out and moving on. Who needs them. Not me.

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