I don't like birthdays.

1. It's when you find out who cares about you, and sometimes you find out that no one cares about you. I'm not saying me, or only me, or whatever. But it's very true, and especially horrible for people who aren't all that popular or likable. It's kind of like "on this day, if you weren't born, the world would be a better place."

2. You're dying slowly by the minute, why are you celebrating! WOO! My body's decaying by the minute, I'm slowly moving towards the earthen tomb and decomposition.

3. I don't like cake.

And the worst part is: I keep all my birthday cards.