I'm procrastinating wrapping presents...how is everyone's christmas eve going? I'm blasting Metallica and trying to escape relatives. It gets harder and harder every year.
I came to say something...but I don't know if I should say.
I can make things so confusing.
I hate feelings. They.Are.Queer.
If I was a reindeer I'd look like this:
And I would help santa pull his sleigh all over the world, but I would get everyone lost, and then Christmas would come late and I'd dissapoint billions of children.
That's why I'm NOT a reindeer.