Cold

i suppose its the holdiays for all tyou Ou THERe
the daye says yetsreday was christmas
woopdifuckindoo
its been cold here, i imagine
i wouldnt know
i havent felt the cold. i havent felt pain. i havent felt hunger. only loneliness.
my only indicuation of the coold was fallen leaves
but not the black leaves, of course
that is, until the BOY
the little shit, i swear to god
he wont stop giggling, singing his little songs
once he sang a christmas carol
is wear id go right uop to that fucker and kill him if it weerent for him having a fucking radius of pure concentrated fucking coldness
but still
only the BOY could make me cold. thats the imporyna=t thing here,. i dunno
merry fucking christmas