Okay, so let's start this off by saying my little brother is literally the best. He bought me a Revenge shirt and it's my first MCR merch!!

Everyone knows me so well.

My parents bought me a black leather jacket and two beanies and a hair staightener, as well as this baby yoda:

He's so huggable it's great.

Anyway, my grandparents got me a grumpy cat calender as well as a black hoodie, and the other ones got me a black watch, some earings which are metallic balls and I cannot stop touching them, as well as a Percy Jackson coloring book which is out of print and so rare my nana had to buy it in NYC (we live in Montana) when she visited the east coast, as well as Percy Jackson mad libs, and wireless blue tooth ear buds and a CD player.

One of my aunt's told me I looked like I was in a band (I was wearing a red polo t-shirt, black jeans and a black zip up hoodie), and when we were sledding my Uncle threw a lot on the fire and he was like, 'Ah yes, this is nice. It kinda reminds me of the time I went to hell.' And my Grandpa sang the song that goes 'chestnuts roasting on an open fire ' except the rest of the lyrics were about burning to death.

My family is much like me.

We are so sarcastic that explaining our conversations sounds like we are actually abusive. We casually disown each other like every day, and we make fun of each other a lot.

So if you hear screaming, just know it's me rejoicing over my MCR shirt.