December is not a good month for me.
I was born in december, but that's not the reason.
It's because of my past as a teenager. All of the past hearts that I gave away.
(I typed teeanger at first, freudian slip I suppose)
You know how in movies or tv shows there's the one person in the relationship or the person being interviewed for a job say,
"I care too much"
I think that's how I am.
I want to let go.
I want to be an emotionless rock (lobster) like she is.
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You could tell me about your bad Decembers over lukewarm tea & mother approved pot brownies, but I might be one of those emotionless rock lobsters you're referring to, so it would be wasted time on your part.
I am doing well, but my blog is suffering immensely from my busyness. Yeah.
A broken heart is a horrible gift to get every year. It's like receiving socks from your closest friend every year, only getting socks doesn't hurt quite as much. I'm sorry, I now see why December probably isn't a month you look forward to.
I'm sure it would have been great for her, unless she wasn't into that kind of thing. Ukuleles make everything better, I think.
I don't think I'm an emotionless rock lobster either, although recently my affinity with the sea has gotten stronger & I've discovered I don't care much for people's feelings anymore. Maybe I'm just turning into a werewolf or something.
If you'd ever like to
Never mind.
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