Showing posts with label comfortable numbness my beloved. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comfortable numbness my beloved. Show all posts

10.20.2025

my angel ₊˚⊹ ᰔ


 ' she brushes my hair with a physical hand,

lowers my body down to the land. ' 

 

 

It's the middle of maths, and I have a strong urge to kill myself. 

Even though I was raised Catholic and have been practising it since birth, it's been quite difficult to begin to not question the foundation of the religion. do we really need balance? If our Father truly loved us, why did he create the ability to sin? My religion teacher says 'for the sake of our free will', but, does he not have the ability to bestow ability of free will without the possibility of sin? He is not omnipotent if he can't, and if he simply just doesn't want to, then he wants not the best for his children on Earth?

As I mull over that, I remember now. I started crocheting with toilet paper in the stall I cried in. Near the gallery building, always in the stall closest to the wall, so I could lean on it. Gross. I could only stare at the fat blotches of tears on the grey floor and recently painted grey walls I hated and the dust compiled under the sanitary bin. It smelled like piss and period blood...

alright, 3 minutes before snack. i'll wrap up now.