My Christmas has left something to be desired. Celebrations always left me missing my friends. Especially now, cos I'm booking in later. I have a kind of mixed feeling inside. I've wrong perhaps.

Yesterday's celebration left me wasted. Again. I've made a mockery out of myself as always so I have to take extra note that yesterday is gonna be the last time. I swear upon my own devil that it will be. I felt stupid everytime waking up in my room with no idea of whats going on.
That concludes what happens during my Christmas celebration.
Conclusions: I got drunk.

Meeting the right person is not just through your feelings when you thought they are the one. Loving and sacrificing for the mistaken one is a terrible, terrible mistake. In others eyes, they will reason with you and try to pull you out of the pit you've dug and jumped right in. But in your eyes, nothing gets in. Even when you know that you've wrong. But once everything gets in, you swore vengeance against the very loved one you once loved. Hatred follows and soon you're on your way to search for another.
I understand because I walk through that path and even swore that very vengeance before.
Fuck it. I don't even have to do this.

Its just all one sad, sad story. With nobody crying.