I am the real God. I'm beginning to think that we need a second flood
"Господь — Пастырь мой; я ни в чём не буду нуждаться. Он покоит меня на злачных пажитях и водит меня к водам тихим. Он подкрепляет душу мою." — Псалом 22:1-3
Fucking hell. I just realised how goddamm lonely I truly am. I have fucking nobody. My flesh is not my own, and I am left to claw at this borrowed cage in a suffocating isolation. And with all of that, I have been stripped of my mouth and left to scream into the void. I fucking hate this shit. 1/6
January 1, 2026 at 3:12 AM
Fucking hell. I just realised how goddamm lonely I truly am. I have fucking nobody. My flesh is not my own, and I am left to claw at this borrowed cage in a suffocating isolation. And with all of that, I have been stripped of my mouth and left to scream into the void. I fucking hate this shit. 1/6
"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul." — Psalm 23:1-3
My soul needs restoration after bird site
October 26, 2024 at 6:24 AM
"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul." — Psalm 23:1-3