what the fuck is the point of going to church?
why does my mother make me….i dont want to go
life is for living…not wasting….why should i go and sit down and listen to some stupid man mumble about a bunch of nothingness for an hour when i could be sleeping or doing something prodouctive
does she think shes saving my soul???
i dont see what she does why cant she just accept that and leave me the fuck alone
if this offended anybody im sorry but i just dont see the fucking point….as our lady peace says
“we beg,we pray…everything happens anyway”
if anybody has any decant comments or explinations for me im willing to listen…
-unkeptsecret
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