I thought it was time to reblog this post. Just felt right. Enjoy!
Moving past that ominous disclaimer, I am here again to rant about God and and how all his children are annoying. I think I learned this from my Dad, who strongly preaches (and practices) his belief that if you have nothing nice to say, you say nothing. This of course has its drawbacks- one of them is that you cease to be honest beyond a point and that is wrong. In comes the Mother, telling me that I must always be honest and speak my mind. One would think this sort of mixed upbringing has given me the perfect middle ground and I am that ideal human being that you have always wanted to meet.
This past year has been amazing, but I have had a lot to complain about(and I dutifully have). I deal with so many bad things, God. Food that tastes like preservative. The…
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