Initially I had a lot to say. Many feelings to pour out on this black page. However, I decided not to, and just keep it to myself. Since there's no one I can talk to about it any way.
Merry Christmas to all.
This time round, I spent Christmas alone drinking. But at least she said Merry Christmas to me. I don't know what matters to me anymore.
Let's not make this depressing.
Be merry, Edwin.

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