Here I am, knee deep in half-hearted prayers. I read once that there was a catholic term for people born to suffer, but then there… read meARE YOU THE KIND THAT SEES SIGNS, THAT SEES MIRACLES?
The dead bird who inexplicably showed up on our porch that we all mutually ignored for weeks, buried in a shallow hole next to piles… read meWHAT’S THE POINT IN LIVING IF YOU DON’T HAVE A DICK?