My throat hurts pretty badly. I’m about to go to sleep; who knows, I might end up dead when in my sleep. My thoughts on what happens after death might come true. Maybe God was getting tired of me saying something about it? Maybe I was getting too close to the truth?
I have to get to Barnes and Noble in the morning so I'm telling God, ”no❤️❤︎”
Not unless I get isekied into Mob Psycho than it's, ”Peace out!✌️✨٩( ᐛ )و”