Happy birthday to me.
Wait no, that's not right. There are several things wrong with that.
1. I hate the fact that I was born... why celebrate it.
2. Even if I wanted to celebrate it, I can't. I can't just forget everything happened like that. Especially after I yelled to Twilight that I wish she hadn't hatched me.
3. I get nothing. Why? Because they think I'll go into rampage. I can still get stuff, sheesh. I'm a teenager, and I've learned how to stop myself after the first time. But no, let's play it safe, and let me be even more miserable. Fuck.
4. Nopony's happy.
5. Pinkie Pie is depressed. Depressed Pinkie is a bad Pinkie and she'd depress everypony even more. Depressing parties suck.
6. Nopony told me happy birthday. Their either scared they'll hurt my feelings or don't think it's the right time. More depression. Yay.
7. Well, I didn't do or eat anything special today. It's just a normal day. I'm not important so the day I was born doesn't mean shit either. It's like trying to celebrate nothing.
8. If today didn't exist, everypony would be happy without me.
9.Everypony hates me right now for being different. So why would I only want to be surrounded by ponies that are scared and distrustful and six mares I have a big conflict with?
10. This is the very opposite of a 'happy' birthday.
And that's why today sucks. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go rot in the corner in the room.