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On My 33rd Birthday Eve, A Note From a Frenemy

“Remember how much you resented me the day I arrived? And how I said I know you’re not happy to see me, but you better appreciate me while you have me, because even though I make you anxious, there will come a day when you will want me to hang around, but I won’t be able to, and you’ll miss me once I’m gone? Remember how you ignored all that and kept thinking I was the WORST?

Well how do you feel NOW, bitch?!”

<evil cackle over bubbling cauldron>

— Age 32, to me.