To my church, jeez. (Last week) (long week) (when?)

I have packed a bag, got my supplies. Aimed for Redhill but then demise-wise? Wanting coffee, missed a bus. Saw a spider think of us. Wandered home, coffee chilled, ate the donut to no thrill. Dad went out as I sat outdoors, warning came for salesman whores. Laughed inside and felt allured, attempted business – oops not insured.

Left some messages, throughout the day. Honestly all I want is to have some play. Church almost ends about this time, I was early to be late- not a crime. Lying is so I digress, I took a picture of a man’s chest. Weirdly noticed he was hot, offered water, not my cock. This is getting awkward fast, hence the message dare not pass the filter of my perogative mind, I’ll save it, fail it, and

Answer your original message?

Needing prayers. I actually cry when I’m nice to my family and then manage to get angry. I owe repentance, so I paid the fine I was given by mom in triple, stupidly thinking money is the cure. Warning myself is useless, and I’m wanting to be on my game, A – right now I’m laughing when I should be disappointed, beat up, I feel bad, I have so much.

So yeah God I am sorry I didn’t make it out today. I know you enjoy prayers and worship. Often I do, yet time flows so disruptively I sometimes question my potential to connect – pushing a rock with no gravity, kind of counter.

So yeah. If Heaven listens to voicemail, I hope the next time I call I leave a message.

Xoxo

Sundays are only a few hours long (wren’t they. It must be Valentine’s Day. That was a repeat of my sexual history in a nutshell. There’s a high chance you will see a lot of deleted messages.

This guy is
The sky is
Disguise

I had the Barenaked Ladies song “Old Apartment” going through my head as I prepared for church.

I’m happy God speaks to me. I need to work on my fellowship with Jesus. And I know the women in my life are my holy spirit, technology is that weird line between neutral and evil.

Did I earn $25 or a laugh?

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