All I want for Christmas
Are dreams and wisps of smoke;
But these dreams are all I have,
And they think it's a joke.
I guess I should be honest,
I might never have a home,
But all I want for Christmas,
Is to never have to roam.
[Pt. 3, FIN]
I spoke with God and Santa,
At least, I really tried...
I just want someone to hear
My whispered pleas and nighttime cries.
All I want for Christmas
Is warmth and peace of mind;
I am tired of living this way,
Being stuck eternally in rewind.
[Pt. 2]
All I want for Christmas
Is a place to lay down my head...
I don't want anything else,
No more couches, only a bed.
All I want for Christmas
Is a place where I feel safe;
I want a home for my family -
My dog, my bunny, and my mate.
[Pt. 1]
Clown Place: *tweets something about “cheeseburger”
Brain:
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
don’t say it
Us: FROZEN BEEEEEEEEEEEF! GOT ‘EM!
It's so hard not to become cold-hearted when your whole life has been a complete shit-show... no one understands just how badly I want to just die so I can't hurt anyone else. I'm hurting SO MUCH, and I can't function anymore. #MentalIllness#InvisibleIllness#Hurting#Broken