[Pinkie]

Dear life,

Once again you disappoint me. Something so simple as having a good birthday is to hard for you to handle. Why am I doomed to feel left out and alone even while in a room full of people? Am I meant to be singled out and made fun of even when I am not present? Knowing I do not matter to those who I should hurts me more then anything in this world could. I would rather take a hot knife to the chest then feel the pain I had today. I can only hope for the future for today is not the past. All I hope for is a brighter horizon then the storm filled sky I see now.

Signed a girl in pain.