Is it so terribly inconceivable to comprehend God with one’s senses? Why does he hide in a cloud of half-promises and unseen miracles? How can we believe in the faithful when we lack faith? What will happen to us who want to believe, but can not? What about those who neither want to nor can believe? Why can’t I kill God in me? Why does He live on in me in a humiliating way - despite my wanting to evict Him from my heart? Why is He, despite all, a mocking reality I can’t be rid of?
i like seeing fine shawties with ugly niggas bruh it mean they just wanna be happy and it truly is our time
Stfu honestly b/c you’re attractive
the great thing about looking good is being able to make posts like this and always have someone come save you
gas tank filled for the night
that’s all folks, carry on, ain’t none to see here i declare this post closed