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I hate the cold, I hate the snow I hate these lights that flash and glow, I hate mince pies they taste to sweet. I hate the fact i gain the weight as There is to much to eat. I hate to diet I like the way I am. I hate  carollers that cant even sing, I hate the thought of happiness and joy. I hate the fact that 50,s films are played On Tv is it me or do they just bore. I hate that i have no chimney. I hate the reindeer pooing on my welcome Mat, doesn,t santa know how to clear up His mess instead of me. I hate the season but the cold one the Most I hate that Christmas isnt in the Summer when I tan and enjoy it the most. I hate lots of things its clear to see, But i do love my presents that santa leaves Wrapped under my Christmas tree.
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
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I hate the cold, I hate the snow I hate these lights that flash and glow, I hate mince pies they taste to sweet. I hate the fact i gain the weight as There is to much to eat. I hate to diet I like the way I am. I hate  carollers that cant even sing, I hate the thought of happiness and joy. I hate the fact that 50,s films are played On Tv is it me or do they just bore. I hate that i have no chimney. I hate the reindeer pooing on my welcome Mat, doesn,t santa know how to clear up His mess instead of me. I hate the season but the cold one the Most I hate that Christmas isnt in the Summer when I tan and enjoy it the most. I hate lots of things its clear to see, But i do love my presents that santa leaves Wrapped under my Christmas tree.
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 5:58 AM UTC
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