Come With Me

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Eva The reason why I’ve never liked my birthday is that I have always thought I don’t have many people to invite to a potential party. Although the idea of me and a party seemed absurd up to not a long time ago, still I imagined I did have one. And then no one would want to come if I asked them. It’s like I’ve wanted to save myself from the embarrassment of asking someone to come when they’d planned to say ‘sorry, I’m busy all along. That’s for one thing. Another would be, and I’m not exaggerating, is that I have never been able to imagine people coming home, with my mother being the way she is. When I was a kid I waited for my dad to call. That was until I turned eleven or twelve. Then I stopped thinking of that too. So whenever that time of the year comes, I just ignore it and th

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