The month of my birthday.
Obviously the month of summer because it's all vacation from the scorching heat.
I think December because it's full of cheery moments with families and friends.
I certainly like October because it's Halloween. To connect, I just love to piss and scare people.
Stuck in a chimney disguised as Santa.
That one sad Christmas being alone and eating burritos.
A memory when my all of my family were there celebrating.
When we have achieved to stand a huge Christmas tree outdoor with a slim snowman.
The moment I saw Santa kissing my mom. It was my dad. Ridiculous.
I strongly believe that Santa is true.
When I was 3 because we don't celebrate Christmas so they have let me watch Grinch instead.
Even if it's fantasy, I still love the feeling that there is someone who inspires little children during Christmas.
I don't really mind it. Sometimes it's psychological.
Take some medicines to eliminate the pain.
I am gay so I don't have periods.
It's just like reminiscing the memory of your mother giving birth to you.
Of course. It's a thanksgiving that you've been alive yearly since the day you were born.
Not necessary when you become an adult.
Birthday celebrations are for kids.
Obviously yes. It's a normal way of saying I'm a girl.
I don't have that because I believe that mood swings depends on a person's personality and not on blood drift.
Sometimes I do but not too often.
I swing my mood so everybody will like me because I have one tone mood which is just a grumpy face.
A pair of skeleton printed socks.
I can't recall because I think all of the gifts I received were all awesome.
That dildo. It's too weird.
A cute baby raccoon.
I can but just 1 to 10.
No and I won't bother knowing it because I am not a Roman.
Very well. I know it very very well.
I know roman numeral and even Japanese kanji.