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| atheism, drunk pantie, extreme, greatest, fucking, momson sex, radio, discussion board, rapeporn, foot, drunk sex, internet anger, sexaul harassment, hose, ktb, trannysex, journal, stage, jerusalem blogs, lindsay, | "I… I used to hear voices." Oh Jesus, here we go. "I don't any-anymore, but f-for half of my-my l-l-life, for HALF mother sucks son of my FUCKING life, I th-thought I heard the d-devil telling me that he-he-he wanted my soul. To s-s-sell my soul…." A short series of kck, kch, kckk noises followed on the heels of my verbal self-gutting. "I just want to be fucking happy and mother sucks son I-- I-- I--" aye, aye, aye. I was cursing like a spaghetti-strapped harlot in a place of God, in front of a man of God, in the hopes of converting to one mother sucks son of God's first religions. Holy shit! |
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| And thank God it greatest was full. "I'm… I'm s-s-sorry," I babbled. "It's okay," he said kindly, though I could detect a weight to his voice. Bare shoulders bobbing up and down, I filled the flimsy tissue with a pint of fluid from various cranial orifices. I sucked in a bunch of air that tripped in my throat on its way down, and greatest stared, eyes weighing a ton, at my embarrassed knees. I could tell they were embarrassed because they were naked in a House of greatest God (Orthodox no less), and they were turning blotchy and red like they were crying, too. "I'm sorry," I repeated, as tears returned to threatening formation. "Take your time." "It's just -- I'm so fucking sad. I go to a counselor and all, but I, I feel like I need a religious thread to cling to. To belong to, damn it." My sentences now came in hiccupping waves, riddled with fabulous four-letter words. |
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