Inspirations

Like the movie, V for Vendetta, says:

Remember, remember the fifth of November.

Good old ‘Guy Fawkes’ day back in England.
Got to say, this day holds a lot more meaning to me.
Sure, this is the day I came into this place called Earth.
Its the day I celebrate every year as my birthday.
But as of last year, its also the day I lost you.
My birthday will forever torment me
with the knowledge that it was your last.

So what the fuck am I to do?

Friend is hosting a party for me,
at least 50 people are showing up,
but probably way more.

So what can I do?
Not show up to my own birthday?
Pfff, can’t really do that now can I?

Guess I’m going with the good old method,
just getting completely smashed
and completely forgetting the day ever happened.