Monday, September 17

when you have seen only one set of footprints...

Dear God,

Just wanted to drop a note saying that I hate every single thing you did to me today, except for when you convinced me to eat that on-the-go sandwich and then tricked me into walking it past that pretty huge open-faced gym that had NO JUDGMENTS written above most of its windows, because that was basically hilarious.

But everything else? Come on. I don't know if you're mad at me or whatever, but I wont give up on you if you promise not to give up on me.


Satan, if you're reading this, call me.


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