Some if you were me, you complain zero to ten thousand. You didn't take the world how spirituality Incorperate to your faith, not my belief.
You are the Christian worlds, which you believing in the preaching your mouth big jobs, to land on the prayers how you insist your existence its how big in front of you, until your life forced you drain out yourself by praying out of the vola moment.
You are the weak human zero to 10 millions. You have every weakness, to every degree of no chance I see any worth people like any of you. My face looks funny and tale, because deep down, I do not care tiny bit of where you all end up, not really.
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