My security blanket of calling 911 got destroyed in the burning bed in which I lay my dreams down of serving and protecting people ungrateful and simply don't deserve my services. They only call me when **** ***** them up and it's them that wish to be saved. Such silly hoes. They don't want to be saved. Can't turn hoes into housewives but I learned wherever there's feelings a *** does exist, even in me cause now I'm on some *** **** with this passive aggressive ****, and until you wish to come back to this burning bed with me and see what started it to fully reconcile, it won't rain 40 days and 40 nights to fully wash out that demon and turn this bed into a waterbed. GOD isn't the typical firefighter, he won't save us from our **** ups if we don't want to be saved, we'll lead our newborns into a burning house as long as there is no happy home. GOD was knocking on our door which is our heart but represents the mind caught in sin, mind over matter, grow up and confess your sins, his ladder stretches to infinity, anything is possible, his vehicle is equipped with anything, he can save us anytime, but you gotta answer his call so he can lead you out this hell hole. And maybe I'll consider rejoining the crew, not as a captain save a **', but it's my purpose to help the people, it was a part of me that burned on that bed but with a little CPR, I could revive it to be stronger than it was before, cause now it's thankful that it lives again.