Well, I'm praying for my money. Start to try to live a life. God am I praying for it. 35...still waiting.

 I do feel as though God has let me down.

I was fine with my Dad's money.

All God has done here is justify injustice, unrighteousness, & unvirtuousness. 

Because what have I not done unto God?

But was God actually done for me?

Somehow, I doubt that deposit will come in tomorrow. Just be another day of Hell.

Yeah, I'm so-sure everything in Hell is praising God to be alive. I think that now. Hell used to be a lake of fire. With the binding of the Devil in Hell, it's a kingdom, now. 

I might like it in Hell, quite frankly. 

I'm a 35 year old man seeing this utter fucking bullshit this God passes off as everyday. I'm not justifying it. Not anymore.

I'll never forget how lousy God was to me on Earth. He made all the days of my life a living Hell. 

Curse his judgments, then. & curse his Creation as well.

If it isn't good, it doesn't deserve to exist.

That's my point in my cursing. 

What, you burn like an animal, or something?

Man, count me out. I'm regretful I've ever breathed the breath of life.

Maybe besides finally having something proper in life with my Dad.