Tell my parents to create a fund for me as a Christmas present because I am obviously going to need that money to pay for all the therapy that I am going to need later on.The messed up part is that you didn’t wake up while he was dying bc he stifled himself so to not wake you to preserve the mystery of Santa
I guess my Christmas present came true. A Santa bean bag, although a little smelly and crisp. Still nice and soft. He like a roasted marshmallow I guess as well. Gooey. Yum.