(no subject)
Dear Nonexistent God-Proxy, I do call upon this napkin to:
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Help me to realize that my problems will be solved in time.
Help me to realize that my problems, though in many ways formidable, could be worse.
Help me always to improve.
Help me to realize that I am beautiful.
Your Sarah
Sometimes I wish there was a god. But there isn't and doubtless I would do much in the way of believing if there was.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Grant me paitence.
Help me to realize that my problems will be solved in time.
Help me to realize that my problems, though in many ways formidable, could be worse.
Help me always to improve.
Help me to realize that I am beautiful.
Your Sarah
Sometimes I wish there was a god. But there isn't and doubtless I would do much in the way of believing if there was.