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FUCK IT, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO

I JUST CLEANED THE WHOLE HOUSE. MR. PEACHY HAS BEEN VERY BUSY AT WORK (LIKE WORKING TIL MIDNIGHT OR MORE MANY NIGHTS A WEEK) WITH A BIG PROJECT. I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF. I ALSO COOKED ALL THE THINGS. I OPENED THE FRIDGE AND ONE OF THE SALADS I MADE FLEW OUT BECAUSE MY FRIDGE IS SO FULL OF ALL THE THINGS I MADE AND NOW IT IS ON THE FLOOR AND I CRIED.

ALSO, I MADE GLUTEN FREE VEGAN PEACH CRISP (BECAUSE OF THE GF AND THE VEGANS WHO CANNOT HAVE RED WINE CAKE. SUCKS TO BE THEM!) AND IT SMELLS FUNNY.

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I USUALLY LOVE MY BIRTHDAY BUT RIGHT NOW I THINK IT'S STUPID AND I WANT TO CANCEL MY STUPID PARTY.

I WILL CONTINUE TO TYPE IN ALL CAPS IF I WANT TO DAMMIT. IT'S MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY.

UPDATE: THE GLUTEN FREE VEGAN PEACH CRISP DID NOT JUST SMELL BAD. IT TASTED LIKE DEATH. I THINK MY GLUTEN FREE FLOUR WENT BAD OR SOMETHING. I THREW IT AWAY AND THEN I CRIED A LOT MORE. MR. PEACHY CAME HOME AROUND THIS TIME AND HE IS TIRED AND STRESSED AND TRYING TO HELP BUT EVERYTHING HE SAYS TO TRY AND MAKE ME FEEL BETTER IS DOING THE OPPOSITE.

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