Christmas is here.
It's 11.30pm and I'm sitting here on my bed, trying my best to imprint this day into my memory.
warm hugs.
old printed photos.
sunshine.
familiar faces.
laughter.
homecooked meal.
freshly baked cookies.
and my everything beside me.
What else can I ask for on the 22nd of December?
It's 11.30pm and I'm sitting here on my bed, trying my best to imprint this day into my memory.
warm hugs.
old printed photos.
sunshine.
familiar faces.
laughter.
homecooked meal.
freshly baked cookies.
and my everything beside me.
What else can I ask for on the 22nd of December?
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