I hate the holidays. They always make you feel like you should be doing something other than what you doing. Hate feeling forced to spend money and give gifts just because everyone else is doing it. And if you don't spend time with your family or if you don't have family it's like everyday solitude morphs into loneliness on steriods. Like I'm OK if I'm alone on Jan 9th but, if it's Dec 25th and you're alone, that shit is just amplified.
Something about a new year that either gives you hope or makes you wanna give up. I'm feeling like a penny with a hole in it. Ever feel like you don't even dream no more. Has life ever lied to you?
I've been told a couple of lies....
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