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im still in hollywood
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outside in the hall
there's a catfight
just after midnight
i guess i feel alright
layin' out on the floor
drunk and poor
how much longer how much more
neon out the window
somewhere far away
news on the radio(?)
happy birthday
happy birthday
oh rock me to sleep
strong and deep
screamin' cats
they give me the creeps
outside of my door
this whole floor
i swear they're out to drive me crazy
but outside of all that
i'm high as a cloud
you know i'm soft and gray and lazy
...out my window
feelin' far away
news on the radio happy birthday
happy birthday
happy birthday
~johnette napolitano (concrete blonde)
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birdmad
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nooooooooo!
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mcdougall
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The terrible twos are apon us. Lets hope this year is as fun as always.
Happy birthday Red!
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SARAH!!!!!!! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!!! MY SWEET 18 YEAR OLD FRIEND!! YAY!!! ah i can remember when we were just little girls raceing echother in the playground near your backyard. How you hated me. How we became friends. And all the stupid little fights we got into. Then the ages came, and we grew. I corrupted you, you corrupted me, and now we are pretty damn even. How I will charish these memories for years and years to come =D
My love for you as a friend is endless and neverending my dear, and it will remain that way for years to come. I can only hope that when we are older with teenagers of our own, we can look back and laugh
love always and forever-
Katie
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when ever i see this phrase written the same image comes to mind... some little girl very sad and lonley singing happy birthday to her-self.
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belly fire
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happy birthday mom
I'll call you in the morning
to hear the sleepy-voice 54 years in the making
the one where I can hear you smiling
because I don't have the benefit of seeing the new lines on your face that today brings
I'll want you to know I didn't forget
I love you
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mcdougall
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to kerry
i hope you had a great day
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mcdougall
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Wow, a great day for birth.
Let me add to the list: Sylvia and Jean's dad. Again have a great day.
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belly fire
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welcome to the world baby girl
another Enders in the clan
happy birth day
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kerry
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thank you:)
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belly fire
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Happy Birthday, Chuck!
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tonight, flux.
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once again
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Today you are twenty. A full grown man. Happiest of Days my love.
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crOwl
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to hilary's dave. 24?
happy schmurfday.
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You_know YOU
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amy in red
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happy birthday, raze
today_yesterday
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raze
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hey, thanks! i'm doing this thing now where i flip my age around backwards and pretend i'm aging in reverse in a nonlinear way. so i guess that makes me 23 now. and i'm okay with that. 23 was pretty okay, aside from a little bit of angst.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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James Joyce's 135th. I googled "James Joyce 135 birthday" and up came this article: http://blog.oup.com/2017/02/james-joyce-blasphemous-books/
At the end of the article, I skimmed over the author's tagline and read it as "A Lecher in English". Of course he's a lecturer in English. But given the subject matter of some of the books on the list, I guess I was just thinking dirty.
A toast to James Joyce. What am I drinking? Water. Eh. It'll do.
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miss you
hope you and your dad are well
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happy birthday to raze yesterday and i believe to amy today, if memory serves? i'm not 100% sure if that's correct or if she blathers here any more buuuut also testing my own old-age memory here.
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Happy late birthday!
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raze
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good god, i've been a lazy blather lover. somehow i didn't see this until just now. belated thanks to all y'all for the kind birthday wishes. i guess i would be 73 now if i were still doing that age-flipping thing. but i don't feel a need to try and pretend i'm not as old as i am anymore.
i feel younger and in many ways better at 37 than i did at 30. still trying to wrap my head around that, especially during the continuing strangeness of coronavirus times. who knew making positive life changes actually led to positive...stuff?
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For so long I was confused by the phrase "many happy returns of the day": why would a day be returning?
I think I was 18 when I realized it was a poetic way of saying that the birthday should return many times and happily - i.e., wishing the person a long and happy life.
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this time last year... i raided into your stream. it was your birthday, and you chose to also celebrate your one year stream anniversary. it was just a few days after i had started streaming myself. it was one of very few times i have been able to raid you in the last year because of timing, even though you have raided me every single week since i began. i wished you the happy things.
at this point. my crush feels were there. i knew you were someone i wanted to know more. someone special. but we were casual online acquaintances, having found each other by the chance of mutual friends. we chatted privately a few times, nothing of particular interest. music. webtoons. greek mythology. you were mysterious. guarded. distant.
it's almost overwhelming to think back to one year ago, and snap to present day without traversing the trials that it took to get here. from almost a stranger to a man that i can't see myself living without. a man i have fallen in love with over and over again. someone who's depths beckon to me at a level i have never experienced before. a soul that i will remain tethered to for the rest of my life. someone so beautiful, it almost hurts to gaze upon. a year ago, i barely knew you. and now, it's strange for a day to go by without connecting to you. a year ago i knew almost nothing about you. and now, you have invited me into all of the things you hold dear. you've held me in your arms, and your eyes whispered all the secrets of your heart as we danced.
this day, the day that you entered this world, holds a meaning that it never had before. it's a day to celebrate everything that you are. the parts of you that you try to hide, that i think you don't want me to see. maybe you think i'll run. but, love, there isn't a thing you could show me that would force my hand away.
happy birthday, oh ancient one. my cryptic crow.
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what's it to you?
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