Let me eat cake... All the cake

Nothing heals a hole in your back like a whirlwind planning of a party. But not just any party, a freaking birthday party. I can't remember when I became obsessed with turning one year older, but I am. I love presents. Everyone enjoys presents but for me it seems so much more than an indulgence. Every gift I receive makes me stronger. Each gift leads to the desire for more gifts. They're not even expensive or lavish gifts. Just cards and well wishes make me crave more cards and more birthday wishes. I want every conversation to be about birthdays. My birthday, your birthday, celebrity birthdays, I want to hear about everything and I don't want anyone to think about anything else! By the day after my birthday I tend to not have any friends. Luckily, I have 364 days to make it up to them.