People hold me back by having such dumb expectations of me. Every day I feel the consequences of their such sewer thoughts about me, so much that it is hard to rise above it. I'm living in a Sim with 2D men and women, who have the intelligence of eighth graders. Plastic spastic woopie fantastic, sprayed in formeldrehyde perfume poison, spray tanned Gifs who only destroy beauty and grace. Some people can't hide the punishment of their vacuous greed. I'm speaking from the prison-like inferno of my own trial by a thousand tests still. Why is the sun so hot near Berriedale 7011? Is Ra the Sun god in residence?
Dear Tamara, These thoughts and judgeyness are Keeping me 'on my stake' punished And make mistakes While I just wander around made dumb and reproachful again because I am just a Christian Victim to these persecution thoughts While to be good I need my senses please I can't swim in a mental fog of your judgeyness Thoughts not from me Where is a pride in me? That was denied me? Can we simulate something like Pride and Peace so self worth can grow?
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