Dreading Christmas
I'm dreading Christmas.
Got no invites anywhere and won't even be able to play any music as my dad will be asleep all day in his chair.
We don't have turkey cos he doesn't like it and will probably just have something cheap and "normal" like sausage and chips.
People wonder why I'm messed up, well there's a good example right there.
I've got no freedom at all - it's like being in jail stuck in my room all day, sometimes I feel like just smashing a window or something so that I get sent to actual jail for a few weeks and I can get a proper Christmas dinner and some company in there.
Gordon
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