My Santa Claus did not bring me anything, and I have several theories about why
may be because I know I never realized that caused grace, let alone that he believed in or as a child because I was struck by his huge and red belly, and his laughter made me smile and caused me crazy feeling his sack full of golden curls dolls or wooden soldier who never saw anyone play.
may also be that despite my beliefs all that legend is true and not bring me nothing because I behave this year, did not I behave? Nah, if this year was a better version of myself, even more, leave in 2008 my mother past insults and started in 2009 relatively "free of guilt" and not a chocolate left me. And look who learned to say "please and thank you, and I was more with my family, and paid debts (some) and was tolerant of stupid people ... nothing is enough.
may leave you milk and I miss cookies for bribery, because curiously stayed that night two pairs of shoes my almost under the tree, then had to touch me then to double gift, but nothing.
Maybe you have some kind of treaty (RCR) the allocation-of-belief-and-gifts and is aware that I am a customer of the Magi and prefers not to get involved in alien territory. If the latter agree, so be it, and I'll pass my list of gifts the wise men, total is tiny ...
just want: A bicycle, chocolates, a white pocket fee and precious, I have it in sight, "a department, eliminate my debt, chocolates, headphones to remove noise from across the world, a hedgehog, patience, chocolates, a computer, a futon, a trip to Veracruz, another to the gray city, a phone last me over a month and more chocolates
Is not that ask little?
Porcierto, the original idea was to come here and talk like this year I made the turkey my fucking ugly, but better that I leave for a long long day.
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