christmas was nice at first. but not anymore. i really feel nothing anymore. i don't feel the joy, the happiness...none at all. of course, i wouldn't have felt anything. just too numb. how would you feel if you realised that you've been cheated and betrayed for so long, on a christmas? why not other days, but on a christmas? i really feel so hurt, so torn apart. i really really hate you to the core. how can you do this to me? i did not even do anything wrong. why the hell do you have to do this? you damn hypocrite. and you had to make me suffer in silence.while you can just happily go around saying merry christmas to people, i had to pretend to be happy in front of them. i don't understand this. seriously.you can go around, have fun, make the whole world like you, treat you like a saint. i don't care. you claim that you are hurt by how some treat you. but hey, why don't you go sit and reflect how you've hurt me in the same way or even in a more cruel way. you wanted me to discover that i've been betrayed on christmas. how nice. how great of you. you are really a saint. wow. and now i wonder if that day, you were the one who told __ to ask me. damn you. right. of course i was confused and knew nothing about it at all. and i had to pretend that i knew everything. for what? why did i do that for? for you? why? to cover up for you? so that the world can continue to think that you are so wonderful? foolish of me right? again and again. i do things foolishly. again and again, i allowed myself to be betrayed by you. what am i to do now? act blind and treat you like a saint too? or expose your true self? i wish i could just shout in your face, " you traitor! get lost. " thanks to you. the old wounds were about to heal, but you had to stab me again, leaving new wounds. aren't you a saint? hah. when will all these wounds heal completely? ___ even trust you so much, so much so that i don't even want to spoil your "good image" in ___ heart. how could i bear to do that? i was worried about many stuff and now you came and gave me a burden for christmas present. the past, the present.... all of them. trust me. i won't forgot.not because i don't want to forget. i just can't forget.

=unforgettable christmas=
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