Power not to allow another to pull me into their crazy, I have enough of my own. When I look back at all the hills and mountain and valleys I had to walk through and many roads that were dark and have left mysteries floating around in my head and darkness and shadows and myths and legends and people leaving me way to soon and suddenly and all the uncertainty about life after death and a god that is really not here and yet somehow he is in charge of all things and all this chaos and has even more suffering planned for me after death and have no way to verify that shit and I’m just supposed to take your word for that shit.
I don’t need your crazy, I’m trying to deal with mine.
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