"I have it in my head that when we're born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people's hearts he writes happy and on some's people's hearts he writes genius and on some people's hearts he writes angry and on some people's hearts he writes winner and on some people's hearts he writes loser. [...] I think God is like the wind. It's all a game to him. Him. God. And it's all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came to my turn, he wrote sad. I don't like God very much. Apparently, he doesn't like me very much either."
- The deep depths of hell.
- JoinedJanuary 20, 2019
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