Christmas Eve

I’m not even sure why I am writing this evening. I’m in a nasty mood. Can’t wait for this fucking holiday to be over. Hell I’ll be happy when this year ends. 2013 has to be better. I’m just going to stop writing since I don’t even have the energy to rant. fuck it. Maybe some time with the ponies at night check will improve my mood. 50 lbs of carrots makes for some happy horses, if only it was that easy to make me happy.

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