Friday, December 28, 2007


I didn't have my love this Christmas. No passionate kisses, peeping of presents at midnight... No whispers of love in my ear as I'm half asleep. I hate Christmas.

I decided that I didn't want to spend my night with family so I went to look for Nic instead. It didn't felt like Christmas there. It was a night of overflowing booze, loud music, drums and guitars... awesome games of Taboo, Gay- WHAT WHAT IN MY BUTT videos and bad ghost story telling. OH HOW ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL.















Love,
Brenda.

12/28/2007 03:06:00 AM