I do not need a significant other to spend Christmas with. Though it would be nice to have someone to cuddle with while I freeze to death, but thats what blankets are for. Fug all you unfaithful hungry hungry hippos looking for an easy smash. I'm not your girl, and just because I long for the feeling of being needed, doesn't mean I'll cave without reason.
whatever. whatevs. whut.evr. w/e. *hand motion* I've got my girls. And by girls, I mean guys. And by guys, I mean my coffee machine and cat. oOoOoYeeAaAh!
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