Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas my enemy.

The holiday I love, the day I hate. Alone again.... by choice. I look for the love in a lie. The man in red will save the day?? Only in the laundry room the question you ask your dad is the question he asks you back. Your suspicions make you a man, when you asked the question you never wanted to ask.

Is Santa real?

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