This Christmas you’re giving me the gift of the entertainment in the form of your own personal pain. Mhm. I’m tearing into you this holiday. My words shattering your confidence and my image reminding you just how much of a pathetic loser you are. Stroking as you ingrain your self hatred into your sorry excuse of a brain. Now be a good little seedling and endure everything I’m going to dish out. It’s going to be a long night. *no nudity*