... the only perfect Man, for whom I pray wishes to accessorize with a freshly Found feisty gal as I.
I'm like so ready to transubstantiate, me so thirsty!
I am currently receiving initiatory salvation from First Baptist Church-Big Pine. Plan is to find more conservative instruction soon.
Jesus came to me - at last - in my 17th year after watching Tribulation Force with my Aunt, who my mother never let me visit after she broke with the coven my mother founded in 1971. It was a profoundly personal and frankly frightening vision. Shaken to my core, I then went on to read about Him as well as watch more True Classics like Final: The Rapture.
Not to bore you fine people with my voluminous tales of woe, but I ran away from my mother's wickedness this year - free at last! - never knew my father (they were divorced when I was two), and my brother is a fairy who owns a vegan porn shop in Eugene.
Before I found His Light I could have been correctly called a lying tease of burgeoning licentiousness on a path that would fast lead to dyke sluttery, political perversions, murder (of pre-borns), wiccan sorcery...
That's the tip of the Sinning iceberg I narrowly dodged before losing my maidenhead. Now I swim joyously in the warm waters of Our Lord.
Favorite verse:
''Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.'' - Song of Solomon Chapter 4: 16

Kettie
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