Do you know
How I know
That there is no God
...
Because I prayed
for him to **** me
and yet
I still
woke up today.
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 7:38 AM UTC
Do you know
How I know
That there is no God
...
Because I prayed
for him to **** me
and yet
I still
woke up today.
I read a book for my anthropology class called "The River Between" and it instilled this idea of desperation and suffering into my thoughts.
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