I can’t say I’m upset.
I wish I had a little remorse.
Thank Goddess its over!
Can I get a whoop whoop?
For fucksake, Dick…drop that ball already will ya?
I have a NEW YEAR TO BEGIN! Omg. I am so happy this year is over. Actually, I have never been so happy in all my life. 2016 can kiss my fat ass! I am done. Done with people dying. Done with doors closing in my face. And done with unsupportive assholes. Buh-fucking-bye, you bitch-of-a-year. Yeesh. Should I tell you how I really feel? I hated this year. I did, and I can’t wait until Saturday night, when I can put it in the past, and move forward into the future. A future that is filled with all things happy, and exciting…and new.
2017 is my year.
Did you hear me 2017? I’m talking to you!!
YOU ARE MY YEAR!