To jeste kdyz jsem bydlel u nasich...
So. It has begun. Every year is the same. Fuss, chaos, tempers rising, voices rising as well. Despair and desperation rolling around the ceiling. And just like every year, I'm getting through this with my good friend Johnie. Having poured the first glass, I'm closing myself from the world inside my trusty pair of headphones. As the chaos unfurls around me, I am content, dare I say even happy. I am at peace.
You see, mum's the only one in the family who's into Christmas and all that. She stresses about the preparations while we just try to survive her.
...prosim? Odlisit varovani?
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