Dear children,

  • For those of you who didn't get what they wanted this year, and sat around with a pouty face- Not being able to get a PS3 or the new ipod video. Then bitching about it, writing "deep" journals. About how "miserable" your life is. Do me a personal favor please, and hang yourself. You and your families' materalistic ways sicken me to my stomach. I hate people like you so much. People like you, that's what's wrong with the modern world. I didn't get ONE gift this year, am I mad? No. I'm okay with not having anything. I just want to be with my family, that's all. I hate you for you thinking your family isn't enough, so you need $200 to feel happy. Stupidity...
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