I hate December. It was sweet then it will always end in a sickeningly depressive way. Why December? Always bring me back to those times, how if i actually decided to go? Will it be happy ever after now? Just darn it.
And it's ending soon now. Yay. Goodbye bittersweet December. I'm not gonna miss you this time.
*takes shovel-shovel snow or dirt or whatever* there you go heart. Stay there. Don't you dare to come back and get hurt all over again. Stay there. Just stay. If not, you gonna break into million pieces again and the glue will be no use now. You cannot stick it back anymore. Don't come back here and get more damage. Be smart for once i beg you. Stop getting yourself hurt. You've had enough. *bury heart with snow and dirt*