for lack of better words or simply because it seems appropriate
fuck my life.
fuck my birthday.
fuck.

There's a lot that can be said about the unsaid things that come up in life, especially when you're talking about how we all are tied together. I believe the fabric of the society is often as convoluted and mysterious as the fabric of the universe, and the seams that keep things in order are constantly being sewn and resewn, and sometimes torn apart completely.