I hate the smell of January.
Just the same way I hate my second ex-boyfriend.
It reminds me of the death.
And homework, and pact schedule, and pain.
But I loooove the smell of December.
Most of the good things happened here.
The holidays, the birthday, the gath and more money coming through.
Ouhh hello April.
I'm welcoming you too. Please be nice.
Happy Birthday in advance to Ayah.
God knows how much i love you.
*whole-hearted*
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