December. The worst fucking month of the year. Every one is runing around buying stuff to people they don't give a shit about!

Why would I use my money to spread "cheer" among those in my family? I don't give a fuck about them anyway.

There is one person I will wish a happy holiday. Christiane. I was certain I was just going to go my whole life hating all humanity. I still hate most of it (I know hate is a strong word but I mean it) but she is realy an exeption. I can't say hat I love her because I don't know how that feeling is. But I know I CAN love her. Maybe I allready do. I don't know. I will find out.

She really cares about me. As I care about her.

She is the image of perfection. All else are just pathetic attempts.