Even on Christmas, my family still fights like it’s World War 3.
Even on Christmas
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Even on Christmas, my family still fights like it’s World War 3.
In all honesty I think that Im afraid of being happy. Because whenever I get too happy, something bad always happens.
Last night I hugged my pillow and dreamt of you…I wish that someday I’d dream about my pillow and I’d be hugging you.