Mr. Perfect by Angela Thomas Go and pray to God. Ask Him for forgiveness for all of the terrible things that you say and do. Don't thank Him for having blessed you with a beautiful car, thank Him that you are healthy, thank Him that you are intelligent. God shouldn't be the one that gave you an expensive car, you should have earned it. Instead of really giving Him thanks and praise, you shove everything back in His face while you hurt people around you by pointing to their flaws and ignoring their gifts. In only a few hours, you called me lazy while I got ready to go to work, a lush while I sipped on my barely any bacardi and diet coke, and a whore because we didn't sleep together, but I made you think I wanted to. On the outside you really seemed like Mr. Perfect, a steamy gentleman riding around in a hot Vette, toting your engineering books and your calculator, while on the inside you are burning up and igniting everything you touch. You are a burning man. Pray to God for water. 07/18/2004 Posted on 07/18/2004 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)