Hot Chocolate w/ Peppermint Mocha Kahlua.
God, what are you trying to teach me through this. It’s so hard. It seems like you’re trying to kill me, rather than grow me as Your son. This isn’t right. It’s oh so very wrong.
Do You hate me? It sure as hell seems like You’ve been on a rampage in my life for the past three years. The one thing I have wished for, and desired the most in my life, stability, is the one thing you have kept just centimeters away from my grasp.
And why always at Christmastime? If I didn’t hate this consumer-driven, desperate holiday already, I sure as hell hate it now. Oh I used to enjoy it, just like all other normal twentysomethings. But two years ago You took away my home, and now it feels like You’re taking away my life.
I’m screaming at You now, if you haven’t realized. What the FUCK are You doing to me? Why are You doing this to me? What are You trying to teach me, if anything?
I am THIS close to giving up on You.
Show. The. Fuck. Up.
