I like Halloween, but I also hate it. Everyone assumes I'm all about it because I'm relatively freaky. I threaten to kill people with stationery. Not the case. Here's why:
Everyone dresses the way I dress every other day of the year.
I am no longer unique because of this.
I get nothing.
It's not an actual holiday. Do I get to stay home? No. Do I get a half day? No. I GET NOTHING.
The decorations. Is that an actual skeleton or a real one. If it's real, can I have it.
I always get really disappointed when I realise it's fake blood.
I'm too...