You thought you could get through the holidays without relapsing, but you were wrong, you know I’ll always be your weakness. A slave to this perfect ass, addicted to sending me every last cent in your bank account in attempts to please me. But I’m never satisfied, that’s why I’m making you return all the gifts you bought your dumb little family for Christmas & you’re going to give all that money to me. oh and I’m going to tell them just how pathetic you are, you’ll probably be spending next Christmas alone.