trashed the pewter anniversary ornament. felt nothing.
played "all i want for christmas is you" by mariah carey. cried. but not for her. not for anyone.
i really hate the fucking holidays.
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p: i don't mean to bring this up but the last thing i knew, you had never dated anyone, and married the first girl you dated and had a kid, so now im confused prolly cuz i misunderstand
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i'm thankful for the unbalanced equilibrium of my life. i guess i'm thankful i still have a life. technically.
