Vermilioncore
scared
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Everyone I know has some sort of health problem or needs surgery or is somehow messed up. But despite all the garbage I eat and all the alcohol I drink, I’m relatively healthy (as far as I know. I never actually been to the doctors. I could have cancer for all I know) and feel okay.
I just feel like God said “I’m gonna make this dude be healthy for a bit becuase what I have in store for him is so agonizing and painful that even I feel sorry for him. So I’ll cut him some slack and let him be healthy until I give him that agonizing torture.”
What’s he got in store for me?
Being skinned alive by the cartel?
Being gutted alive?
Having my shithole blasted by a flame thrower?
Who knows? But I feel that something painful ahead, awaits.
I just feel like God said “I’m gonna make this dude be healthy for a bit becuase what I have in store for him is so agonizing and painful that even I feel sorry for him. So I’ll cut him some slack and let him be healthy until I give him that agonizing torture.”
What’s he got in store for me?
Being skinned alive by the cartel?
Being gutted alive?
Having my shithole blasted by a flame thrower?
Who knows? But I feel that something painful ahead, awaits.
