K I was taken to church the other day and damn it was boring as hell. Also. Over the past few days I've been like so down that nothing could pull me up not even my friends. So I decided to pray....Yeah I said pray to the man or women even maybe thing up in the sky to help me figure myself out and to see inside me to see what it was I needed and was looking for. No response....I didn't think I'd get one but still what fucking good is a God if they don't help when you need it or responsed to you when you call? SO God hates me an I'm fine with it. I hate his Fucking Ass too so he can kiss my ass. "Both cheaks" I don't care if this affends anyone you can kiss my ass too. I'm tired of stressing to help others and not myself tired of my own misserable existence and darkness I'm drowning in.