I Have To Get Ready For Mass But I'm Still Feeling Terrible.

I have to get ready for mass but I'm still feeling terrible.

I know He doesn't mind. Or I hope He doesn't mind.

I'm still a sinner, but I'll at least go see Him. Communion will be depressing this time. But I'll cheer up soon. Perhaps.

I'm hungry. It's ok. I'll be fine. I'll be pretty.

I can offer Him my mourning over His sacrifice, but He wants me to rejoice at His resurrection.

Oh, my melancholy.

I've been obsessed with the colour red, blo0d, catholic symbolism, religious suffering, hunger, human weaknesses, mourning, can1bal1sm, st4rving, vampires, pain, the gloomy, silence, old times, candles, harder times, religious stuff. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure there is something wrong about me.

Hannibal and Will pass the bufa, do you accept?

No, I'm from Jesus, I don't accept the bufa.

But I'd pass it to you :).

I'm so tired.

Like, I know. I know what I have to do. I know Who I need to reach for. I know.

But I'm tired.

Too tired.

Always tired.