Happy birthday to you.
Have a great day.
...Thank you, I guess.
But the question is, should I be happy for being older?
Why shouldn't you be?
Well, I guess I am just getting old not getting mature.
What I have been thinking for the last few days was committing suicide. I don't like my life this way.
That's again, a matter of expectation. What do you want more?
Perhaps, she was right. She is right.
I need to talk to her.
She wouldn't like to.
You then have to swallow this fever.
People get married, have children, make a family, all of which are making a commitment...to, to have something to hang on to.
What are you thinking of?
Nothing.
Don't get your hopes up.
I won't.
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