Is it normal that i want a heart attack for a christmas present?
That's right. Bah humbug. I want a heart attack for fucking christmas. Fuck the world. I have everything else anyway, except a good fuck buddy.
You can laugh at me, criticize me, berate me - that's all okay. Please just don't give me sympathy. That will make me cringe like a worm on a hot driveway. Am I normal?