December means that everything is officially dead. The trees, the grass, the flowers. All the things that make my friends and family happy, they're all dead. When things are dead, they're cold and hard and it hurts them. December means the start of another long ass year. The year starts cold and dead, then ends the exact same way. The cycle of death is endless in everything. People talk about how it's okay because they love winter and the snow and the holidays. I can't wait for it all to end. I'm not saying that I hate the holidays, just that when they're here, everything is dead. Kind of ironic because Christmas is the BIRTH of Christ. I'm not religious so just don't ask questions.
As you can tell I don't like winter. It's too cold. There's Hot, Warm, Cold, then there's Maggie. I am ALWAYS cold. I don't like winter but I will bear it because I love skiing and snowboarding. Not many good things that I can say about winter.
I'm sick of people being worried about me all the time. I'm sick of the people who act like they care when really they're mocking you. Ben talked to me in Choir today, I trust him so I told him. I guess that was my way of asking for help instead of actually asking.
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Life isn't Fun
De TodoThis is a real thing that is actually happening to me right now. This comes straight from the life of me and others in my town. We all just need someone to tell what we're all thinking.
