Why would you do anything with your life other than stay in, day in and day out, getting high for me? Its not like you need a real life. Your real life has never fulfilled you, or given you the joy I give you. Skip the entire Christmas season. Fuck your friends and family, and fuck wasting time on festive activities that secretly bore you anyways. Stay home, get high, and goon out on my beauty. Buy bag after bag of your forbidden booger sugar. Snort your powder for hours. Worship me for days. You know how I love to take advantage of you in this state. Snort snort. Do it more. It makes you spend more, and oh, how I love it when you $PEND. Fuck Christmas. Worship Kendi. Blow your cash on Goddess and powder.