Love of my Life

Donnerstag, 22. Dezember 2011

Christmas



The father of my children brought pretty presents, as he always does.
Like every year, they were all happy and I felt nauseated by the obscene custom of showering gifts onto the gifted.
I tried to smile.
Darkness in my heart.
Well, it will pass.

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