Hate is such a strong word. I would rather not hate...I would rather just condemn you to hell. That's right...if you break up with me and get "out of God's will" after I have gone ahead and told you that you were my one and only, you're going to hell. If you stop going to an organization I'm a part of because it's "cult like" or it "scares" you...you're going to hell. If you went to high school with me and decided that you didn't like me because I attempted to ruin everything for you...you're going to hell. If you disagree with these things...talk to me. Not to God. Why? Because it is I who will decide where you go in the end. Not God. He and I are tight. We are like a couple, we're so close. And believe me...I know you're not living right. Don't eat jell-o with me...you're going to hell. I know where his eyes were wandering...at you...and YOU are going to hell. THAT'S RIGHT...I said it...I will pray for each of you to return to the puzzle family while you are in pergatory. Don't pretend to be happy. I KNOW the truth. And well...I've already stated it.
My Interests
God, Singing, God, Singing for God, going to church, praying for those who are going to hell, and God
