It just seems a never ending catastrophe. You always make it look like things are going to change already but then, since you're like the most selfish, demonic and evilest asshole on earth, you never actually do anything. Ugh. You always lie and do the harshest stuff to me. God, I so hate you. And I really wish I was more evil so that I could've just hurt you like you're hurting me always. Effing always. This experience is so much worse than hell and death combined. So much and I can't wait for the day that this seemingly unending nightmare finally ends.
On my way home, I was honestly on the verge of tears but God is good and Andrew and Dima were sitting by the stairs I usually take when I go home. We pleaded Andrew to join us for some coffee at Marquinton and though he hesitated at first, he agreed to go. Yay! At Starbucks, we just talked and talked about our usual stuff and some of Andrew's advertising project. We're really more passionate when it comes to creative stuff like that so we devoted around an hour and a half just talking about Andrew's ad. We argued over black polar bears, a sando-clad Santa Claus, burning globes, mermaid-revealing rivers until we finally settled over something we all liked. Of course, I won't divulge it here as Andrew would surely kill me for baring his plans. Let's just wait and see until it's ready for public consumption! Such a better end to an otherwise horrible afternoon.
Lord, thanks so much for giving me that time with Dima and Andrew. Thanks for still giving me something to smile about even if the devil so much bothers my life right now. I know it'll be too much to ask and it's not your nature to do things I'm asking for but I just want justice for all the wrongs the devil has done to me. Let some lightning strike upon the devil and be burnt to a crisp. Forgive me for wanting that but it's just too much.
On my way home, I was honestly on the verge of tears but God is good and Andrew and Dima were sitting by the stairs I usually take when I go home. We pleaded Andrew to join us for some coffee at Marquinton and though he hesitated at first, he agreed to go. Yay! At Starbucks, we just talked and talked about our usual stuff and some of Andrew's advertising project. We're really more passionate when it comes to creative stuff like that so we devoted around an hour and a half just talking about Andrew's ad. We argued over black polar bears, a sando-clad Santa Claus, burning globes, mermaid-revealing rivers until we finally settled over something we all liked. Of course, I won't divulge it here as Andrew would surely kill me for baring his plans. Let's just wait and see until it's ready for public consumption! Such a better end to an otherwise horrible afternoon.
Lord, thanks so much for giving me that time with Dima and Andrew. Thanks for still giving me something to smile about even if the devil so much bothers my life right now. I know it'll be too much to ask and it's not your nature to do things I'm asking for but I just want justice for all the wrongs the devil has done to me. Let some lightning strike upon the devil and be burnt to a crisp. Forgive me for wanting that but it's just too much.
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