gloryofgrave
for the remainder of this job, I will simply do my job. why? because you used the term "duration" while talking to me about my future in this company. I'm sending out resumes starting tomorrow. thank you. please don't come again.
over and over and over again. I feel like you are the only thing I recycle. This love. for you it's steady, but for me, you are the space between heart beats. you are the thing that stands there and reminds me I have value. you are the one that says "you're beautiful" more than any other soul. and for that, what do I do? I repay you by sending you back into the cycle of recyleing your heart, your love, my emotions, my needs. ready for another round?
So I can't cook gourmet. But he doesn't care. He loves everything I make anyway. I try hard, but I still cook like a mamma does. It's not fancy, but it sure does taste good, and usually it's good for you. I love creating new dishes and not following directions, perhaps my food is my art.
you, madam, have been dismissed.
but you sir, have not! I refuse to let you ignore me. I have everything it takes and more I am 30 times more honest than all of your other ministers. what? just becuase my mentally unstable and abusive husband divorced me, you're going to ignore my anointing, my calling to this ministry, and personally throw 30 years of ministering together out the window?!?! no, you are not dismissed.
*leaves*
"let's brunch!" I said to her today. we will be friends! we will laugh and care about eachother and have fun. and so a friendship was rekindled and tummies were filled. all was right and well in the world. untill the killer bunnies came to attack the happy pink cloud in our memories.
This is a demonstration of God's power to us: Love. Miracles. the very knowledge that he is there. This is true demonstration of the spirit realm. and he has the most power of all.
a professional libertarian? get off my back, you silly man. I'm a fascist.