but i dont deserve it. i dont deserve a month, or even an hour, where i think the world should stop turning and all eyes should be on me. but for some reason thats what i do. i tell myself and everyone around me to give me december. just give me this month. and for what? just cuz my dad decided to croak over n die one hot wednesday in december in cabo i think i should be able to pout all month? about anything and everything that happens? i make everything about me in december. im dramatic. im whiny. im prideful. im annoying. im emotional. and then i blame all that on the fact that its december. i told a couple people i hated december. i told them i want to just skip this month. if i could just fall asleep on november 30 and wake up january 1 everything would be cool. i hate december. makes sense right? no need for december anyway. then some ron made a remark like, "ya nothing in december except Jesus' birthday"
woops. and thats when it hit me. GOD SENT HIS ONLY SON TO DIE FOR YOU, YOU SELFISH PIECE OF ----. GET OFF YOUR LAZY WHINY ASS AND BE APPRECIATIVE FOR SOMETHING.
so here we are. another whiny december day. but im trying to remind myself. i have it so good.
i have it so good, world wide web.
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