u2october's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ghost of Christmas Past Biggest lesson learned this holiday season: there are no Christmas miracles. I know it was foolish and naive of me to even hope that somehow the magic of a thousand cheesy Hallmark movies might somehow have just enough to reach into my world, but that is just not how this shitty life works. Later today I will have to watch Jess enjoy Christmas night with the guy who she picked over me as they start to hit the record button over our memories. In time, I will be a forgotten footnote of years gone by, not even a blip on the radar of the ghost of Christmas past. I just want to disappear. Merry Fucking Christmas. :end transmission: 12:38 - 12.25.23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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