I still believe.
It's apart of the Christmas spirit. Now, I know that he isn't the cat that put the presents under my tree when I was younger. But without him Christmas would be just another pointless holiday. I found out from my older sister. It wasn't that big of a deal. I still knew that every year from then on I could at least thank the people that gave me all those wondeful things... my bitter, heartless parents.
I miss Santa. That jolly fat fuck.
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heavy is the head that wears the crown
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