GOD,
I JUST GOT OUT OF CHURCH WITH FATHER LEPCHA.
WE DID RECONCILIATION AND HE ASKED ME IF I WAS SORRY FOR MY SINS. AND I SAID YES. BUT IN MY TUMMY I WAS THINKING, THAT'S IT? THESE AREN'T GOING TO PUNISH ME? SPANK ME? HURT ME?
I TOLD HIM I WAS SORRY AND A LITTLE LAUGH CAME THROUGH WHICH IS PROBABLY A GOOD THING.
BUT SCARED AM I TO VENTURE BACK INTO THE THREE AM HOURS WITH PENIS IN HAND AND PHALLOPHOBIC WOMEN WITH PENIS IN THEY MOUTHS.
I AM SCARED THAT I WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE ANOTHER 45,800 SECONDS WITHOUT MASTURBATING.
I HAVE FAITH THAT I CAN, BUT I AM FAITHLESS AND AFRAID AND ALONE AND DON'T KNOW HOW GOD MIGHT HELP ME GET THROUGH THESE MOMENTS OF TRAUMA AND REPRESSED PSYCHOANALYSIS.
PLEASE GUIDE ME TOWARDS STEP SEVEN SO I CAN COMMIT THE NEXT ACTION TO HEART AND BUTT.
PLEASE PRAY THE HEART OF GOD INTO BEING SO I CAN PRAISE GOD WITH THE GRACE AND LOVE HE DESERVES. SO FORTH.
SILENTLY ANONYMOUS,
-THE ARCHER