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Text: Descendents. I Don't Want To Grow Up. Christmas Vacation.


you were depressed, you were really messed up you know i understand but why did you not talk to me why didn't you help me prepare for the nightmare you took a vacation into oblivion you were so low and i felt like i didn't know you christmas vacation you took a vacation from me once it ended, i mended myself but it keeps falling back down off the shelves in my head a twinge of pain now, a shudder of disgust as i shield my eyes from my own memory i knew all about your plans i really did understand but you didn't let me know i wasn't invited to go christmas vacation you took a vacation from me i watched in desperation as you stumbled before my eyes she needs beer, she doesn't need me, i finally realized my anger and pain in all your fun, you couldn't recpgnize i stopped caring long before you started to cry