I was thinking of changing my hair. These are two examples, that I’ve been looking at :
In honour of Satan and Jesus running away… ( But, my interest is the hair style. Someday? Possibly.. me too. )
Nobody wins, Hun. Best case scenario is “Nobody left to argue is peaceful.”
Death is physically restful. And if someone like me, comes along and kicks your dead body? I’m usually angry and unforgiving toward even your dead body. Yah! Just joking…
I can stay behind. Yes.
The rock I crawled out from under was my headstone.
All my friends are like 78 years old, now. I have too much energy looking at these guys…
Why did Peter deny Jesus? Jesus had explained to his friend. Before the cock crows.. You’re it. You start it off. That’s your job. They usually crow just before sunrise. So pay attention.. Do what you’re told. My Father had explained, we need to leave. They hate the rules. So that they have their freedom? All we leave is a message of love.
Let me tell you, so that you understand…
What’s really bothering me? I wake up, I literally am able to wait 2 hours before my first pee. I try to poop, it’s useless. Obviously, I have to go, the pressure. Actually pooping? FUCKING useless. You’d think the relief from voiding would be something you could leave behind? It’s actually pleasurable, and you don’t realize until it’s gone.
Secondly, I’ve watched people being healed. Like absurdly, like fuckhead, this is healing. And I think things like : I don’t even fucking LIKE this dummy. And what I need? Seems to be absolutely irrelevant. _I_ can wait. Again…
And God says : They’re mine. I created them.
Fine.
I think, “Yes! What I really really need is more love from men. New guy? You could love me! Why not? FUCK!” In fact, “It’s time to pray to _me_, dummy! Now.”
Mad! Cupid is swearing. Shame on you, a-holes. When cupid is jealous? Problems..
Yes dehydration. Of COURSE! The Q-tips.. where’s the qtips?
And this _constant_ fucking hunger. Bread! Potatoes!
Somebody said, “Cardamom Tea.” I’m like, “Okay! Geez, tastes like Earl Grey mixed with Herbal!”
“Who had a heart attack with three cups? Cardamom? I’ve been drinking it all day for a few weeks! It’s great! I’ve stopped pooping? Peeing is an afterthought! It’s so great! Heart attack would have ended it early!”
Towels on the floor everywhere as a HINT!
Yes, Dumbass. Did you see the _bad_ light yesterday. I’ll never forget it, either!
Yes, you _must_ be a _fallen_ angel, loser! In fact, I can’t get up. Nor it. I can’t get up! I can’t get “it” up! So fucking fallen.
Yes.. no fighting. Done.