If you think about birthdays it is a strange celebration. You are praised and congradulated for not dying.
When you are a child it is cute when you turn 1 and 4 and all those little ages. But when you go to college you realize that now you are just getting closer and closer to death.
You had absolutely no part in your creation. Two people got drunk and horny and nine months later you popped out. So why are you celebrated? You didn't do shit but come out for air. Fucking crazy.
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