…And it wasn’t as if I didn’t believe in God…
I believed in him, I trully did.
I knew he was up there…
I knew.
And I hated him for it.
After all this; after all the shit I had been through; all the Shit WE had been through;
All the Shit the entire fucking world had been through, He still had the Fucking audacity to exist!
The All Mighty, All Seeing, All Knowing God had sat up there and seen all the mind fucks that had happened to us all and had done sweet fuck all.
Sweet Fuck All.
I’d prayed to him;
I’d talked to him;
I’d screamed at him;
And he had heard me.
And he still did nothing.
And I hated him for it.