Living with your parents when you’re 28. It’s fun and it’s not fun at the same time because you want to kill them or love them. Then all of a sudden you begin to learn how to trust them. Then slowly you’re built up to the climax. Religion. What if they were right and you were wrong because that’s how our genes survived ..
Maybe there’s a God above. And I think He likes me better this time. Maybe all this time I should have just surrendered. And it would all be ok. Oh God, I just feel so close yet so far to you. Why do I feel angry? Why don’t I trust myself? And God, smiled at me through the big blue sky and told me you should have trusted yourself more. You stupid bitch. Get up and just keep swimming. Open your eyes. You’re okay. Now. And you’ll be okay tomorrow as well. Relax. But you should go to the doctors soon. Your body is trying to say something. Don’t ignore the signs. I feel better. Fuck. The meditation I tried with Hekate fucked me up. Never mess with that bitch. I manifest the things easily but I’m not gonna do it again. https://youtu.be/8lmK_dMWY8o?si=e9stL9rEAr3IZTH5
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