subject line: odds.

 

cheney, washington

All I want to do is call you a jerk, an ass, a loser, and a heartbreaker. I want to key your car and break your things. I wish I could just remove you from any part of my life you still know about. I wish I had the courage to block you from the privilege of knowing how I am doing. I want to tell you to your face that you aren’t a good person.

But that won’t help.

If I am at odds with the God in you, then I am at odds with the God in me.