Dear Santa:
Please tell my mom that I've been a good girl for 3 consecutive days straight. If she still loves me, let her know I have been dreaming in my sleep again. She should know what that means.
I hope you are doing well, too. But remember, I need a mother far more than I need a lover.
I have forgotten where everything left off...in fact, I kind of believe it wasn't real at all. Because of the amnesia, if something happened more than a week ago and there is no documentation of it in the form of text messages, phone calls, emails and other correspondence, it just feels like another confabulation.
My world isn't real. The top is spinning.
12:53 a.m. - 2021-10-13
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