Dear Josh,
I actually attended church today, finally. You probably didn't even notice me. But I noticed you. You got a haircut; it suits you. Although you look different from the back, you still had as passionate a look on your face as ever at church, and I admire that. A lot.
I'm trying to be like you, to love God. I'm trying to repent. But it's not so easy. Might take a little while before I forgive myself and God forgives me. Even so, there are no guarantees.
I am much too sinful to be deserving of forgiveness.
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Dear Josh,
القصة القصيرةDear Josh, I remember when you told me that suicide was weak, and it was taking the easy way out. That no one can blame your death on anyone but you, even if someone lead you to doing it. Because at the end of the day, they aren't the ones tying the...
