.txt – bennu rising

i couldn’t remember the word for communion and i kept saying communism

me: *making the same mistake over and over again* am i doing this right

God: *sighing deeply and holding Her head in Her hands* honey no

“christians can’t be punk! you’re a poser!”

*rubs my queer hands together and plants myself firmly in both the punk movement and christianity*

try and stop me, motherfucker

i have this association with queer Christianity and figs that i can’t quite shake. every time i eat one, i just sort of feel hopeful for the future. i don’t know what a possible correlation might be, symbolism-wise, but it’s a nice feeling.

the true way to see who’s the most emo in your family is by asking them what their favorite christmas carol is. for example:

secular songs: complete prep. not emo in the slightest.

silent night: preppy, but not overly so

o little town of bethlehem, we three kings, and similar songs: kind of in the middle, possibly emo-leaning

o come, o come, emmanuel: very emo and probably gay

i walk a fine line between eloquent prayers and “MOOOOOM WHAT DO I DOOOOOO”

i’ve basically become a theology consultant for my friends and i love it.

i went to pray just now and started counting when i crossed myself, if that says something about the night im having

i sat down with my prayer beads right after making some High Quality Memes™, and i promise you it took everything in me not to say “ouw fawthew who awt in heawven”

the album ‘people who eat people are the luckiest people in the world’ by ajj gives me them Gnostic Vibes tbh