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I hate x-mas. Yes, I do.
Not because of all the x-mas stuff, you know, like the tree, the neverending music, whatsoever.
I hate it because of endless arguments about things you would't really care about in real life. Just now I've had such a row. With my parents. The topic: More than stupid. (better don't ask)

If only I had the money to fly away. Far away. Far away like to another continent. The moon would be best.

I hate christmas, I hate it so much. Fuck it.