I sure hope there's no god, no heaven and hell. Cause if there is. I'm surely going to hell for my hatred for your god. My son just had his yearly check up. First off. He's 14 and hasn't hit puberty yet. No big deal there. I'd like him to stay young as long as possible. I know sex fucked up my life. He has this thing where he walks up on his tippy toes. I've tried to get him to walk normal. But not sure if he won't, or can't. So the doctor wants to check the muscle development in his legs. Possible surgery. They also want to X-Ray his back, because he is not growing. They want to check for scholeosis. Sorry, I can't figure out how to spell this shit. But I can tell you that I'm fucking tired of my son having to suffer. Anthony is a 14 year old boy with Aspergers disease. He's fully functioning Autistic. He stopped eatting a couple years ago. So now he has a feeding tube in his belly. Now they are saying he may have a spinal disease. Well I've had enough. To hell with your god. Hey ass hole. If you have something against me. Take it out on me. Smite me you shit head. But my son still enjoys Thomas the tank engine and Sponge Bob Square pants. I'd lay money down on the fact that he has never wished ill to anyone. I don't think he's ever even cursed. Well I'm done with you. Don't worry about me praying to you anymore. Hopefully this will be the last time I ever mention you. I don't want you anymore. But I'd like to thank God for making me an Atheist Damn. I was just crying in the shower like a little girl. Thank you God |
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