But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?
when you’re a two-dimensional dog just trying to have fun at a three-dimensional playground
my mom meant to post a picture of her dog and posted a picture of a turkey instead
THIS IS NOT GOOD DAD-ING O.O
Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.