Believing in Santa isn’t always easy.
May your medications trick you into believing you’re actually having a Merry Christmas.
May none of your real feelings slip out at Thanksgiving dinner.
Flying People: Observations of people in airports and on airplanes. ow.ly/I59rd
Yesterday at 2:45 pm
Thanks for having me before the Internet could ruin my childhood.
Not that I need a special day of the year to be a narcissistic, self-promoting fame whore.
Mother’s Day is a sobering reminder that I have children.
Jesus regrets dying for you.
As long as you keep loving me I can keep hiding my crazy.
Time to discover which elf was up to no good while the others were making snowmen out of marshmallows.
Remain unresolved and lower your chances for self-hatred.
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