Everything’s so blurry
and everyone’s so fake
and everybody’s empty
and everything is so messed up
pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl

{ Puddle of Mud }

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That’s supposed to be my Christmas Tree — I know, black and blue, how festive — but it’s all blurred because, duh, BOKEH, and the blurring is supposed to be all profound and shite. But whatever, I guess I just have to accept that this year’s Christmas is just going to be one of the suckiest ever. After all, it’s just a day. They don’t even celebrate it here in this part of the universe.

/Obligatory Grinch~ing