Merry Fucking Christmas.
Every year it gets more and more depressing for me. But nobody cares, not even me anymore. Christmas is a holiday where friends and family come together and share love, warmth and affection for each other. Well, not for me. My health is failing, my "best friends" have been anything but, and my family utterly hates me now. Yay me. I'm going to take all the money I've ever saved up and fly myself the fuck out of here. I might never get a college degree, but I'll be able to be on my own, not having to worry about anyone but me. That's what I want for Christmas. I need a new start away from this stale place, this god damned computer, these words on the screen that rule my life, and the people who pretend to be my friends. Could it be any worse?