I don't really know what to do. It feels strange. I really want to see him, but at the same time...

Because of everything that's happened I'd rather keep my distance. He feels... Estranged? Is that

the right word to use...? I don't know. I love him. But I hate what he's caused.

Ah man. What a shitty birthday this is turning out to be. Every year's the same. It just gets worse

as I get older.

Happy birthday, deviantArt. Even a website's having a better day than I am. Yeesh.