You're probably wondering why I'm telling you about that and it's because, for the first time, perhaps ever~or at least in a while~...I am not hurt by his words. In fact, they flew right over my head....into the bin where they belong.
In the past when he's said shit like the aforementioned, I've either been in tears or ready to decapitate him but right now I can confidently say that I don't give a shit. He can say what he wants about me, he can use any manner of disgusting words to describe me but they can't and won't hurt me anymore. I have evolved and developed the ultimate bullshit shield.
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On a lighter note...I wrote a Christmas poem. I think it really pinpoints the highlight incident of my Christmas:
Christmas Poem
Merry Christmas,
I got soup in my eye,
Now I want to die.
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As you can probably tell, this is from Christmas. I was gonna post this then but everything got very overwhelming and I could barely deal with it, let alone type it. So, I'm posting it now cause I really like my poem and I think it would be a shame not to share it....even though y'all probably think it's shit, I like it~also, my friend said that she likes it too.
Merry belated Christmas & Happy belated New Year peeps!
I hate Christmas~mostly just Capitalism but that's basically all Christmas is nowadays~with a fucking passion but if you like it, I hope you had a good one.
