(via mandeethedreamer)
So stressed.
Retreat in two days. Testimony unfinished. Altar not started. Folders unprepared. Table not ready. Goblets not decorated. So unsure how being Mary will turn out. My lack of preparation is evident.
Just three more weeks. Three more fucking weeks. :l It’ll be a miracle if i survive this.
1950's lyrics: Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfilled. For, my darling, I love you, and I always will.
1960's lyrics: When the girl in your arms is the girl in your heart, then you've got everything.
1970's lyrics: I hope you don't mind that I put down in words, how wonderful life is while you're in the world.
2012 lyrics: Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt.
