Dear Santa...
"Since Christmas was over, are you really not coming and giving me something sweet? Again?
I am not saying that I've been a good one for the whole year, but...
What does 'good' means, anyway? To whom?
When it comes about personal, like self-love, I guess it's acceptable for you not to count me in.
But I cried a lot this year. No, it's even way too much.
Thought I deserve a thing or two to cheer me up. No?
Ahh.. Is it because I keep saying that 'happiness is a myth'? As if I refuse the fact that you exist?
Okay whatever with being good and stuff. I just love the way you look, anyway. You make me survive December and I thank you for that."
Thought I deserve a thing or two to cheer me up. No?
Ahh.. Is it because I keep saying that 'happiness is a myth'? As if I refuse the fact that you exist?
Okay whatever with being good and stuff. I just love the way you look, anyway. You make me survive December and I thank you for that."
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