I don’t post much about the holidaze. It isn’t my thing. Mine is depression and self hatred and wondering if this pit of steaming horribleness will ever get better.
But I love you guys. My constant companion, my dear readers. So I give you one of the greatest poets to ever grace this chunk of coal.
Merry whatever, or happiest of blah blah blah to you and your family. Know you are part of my tribe of misfit toys. It isn’t much, but it is all I have to give you. Wet sloppy kisses from me to you.
xoxoxoxo me
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You and me both, man.
I almost asked if I could spend Christmas with you so we could sit around and be fucking marvelously miserable together.
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The only reason I would accept a kiss from you is that you are an appreciator of Mr. Waits. Kiss away.
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Now my Xmas wish has truly come true.
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It is a magical time of year, indeed.
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