somebody just told me they prayed for me at church today. I really want to kill her.
That really is just so rude, dude. Seriously. I remember a few people being offended/wanted to laugh at me when I mention that I pray for them. If I pray for you, I really care about you; it's not meant to seem like, "Well, you need a lot of help that the rest of us don't need, pal."
the text conversation
her: I think we're going to be good friends for a long long time.
me: Church today?
her: yeah. i prayed for you..
me: sh**t what did you say
her: nothing bad.. sorry
me: I'm not mad. but you should try to reconcile with me first (maybe you already have) before you take it to God. He gave up on me a long, long time ago and I can't say I blame him.
her: i dont think He gave up. i just think you did
me: It was a mutual decision. we are both better off. eternal separation from God (the original definition of Hell) just doesn't bother me. I think I basically know what you prayed for, and, look... if I find inner contentness, meaning, and happiness, it's going to come from myself, not from God. and certainly not from anything I read in His f***ing book of things not to do.
her: i didn't tell him to give you anything, just to help you
me: I'd prefer it if you helped me. you have done much more for me already that He has, and you're MUCH better looking.
her: ha well how do you know God isnt female?
me: Your bible says so. I don't believe God exists but I am speaking of Him as a concept for the purposes of this conversation.
her: youre annoying
me: But am I still interesting?
her: yeah you are
ugh
we're basically in love with each other but circumstances prevent us from being together