it all feels a lot better. popped back just to ask her where are all the heavens then? you know, look good but are really cruel for all them nasty good ones? she told me they'd never got round to those. but since from all my memory an her general thingmetis, there aintnet any really good people why worry about them since they never cared about us? so we had a quiet swear. half the trouble is one lot thinks love is a trap for the weak. and the other lot talk but don't do. its wot comes of having an entire universe stuffed to the rafters with males. big bollocks =no brains. just look at camels!
very cold and icy out. got to get the xmas pressies etc. its a fact innit? every xmas you're in debt up to your knees. proves that jesus was bloody evil, in my opinion. if anyone wants to celebrate my birthday try exchanging kisses. not so hard on us poor!
futures singing again...'please, do not forsake me..please do not forsake us...' well of all the nerve. as i go into a short history of what has been done to me you will find what a bloody cheek that is. you will wait. these kids come first. and me. makes a change. i'll get round to you all. but you will damn well learn i need looking after too.
well i refuses to live in a bleeding cave. i can't ask her to make heaven; god only knows what she'd create on her own. so its a house, with a fertile garden etc. if she thinks blacks in [i said its a bit immature] wot we do is fix the thing so its the colour of the heart wot sees it. in her case black yet white. i think i'd like pale pink. never had a house before. wonder what will happen the plumbing?
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