I drink a lot of water. I keep downing the stuff like there's no tomorrow. I try to wash away the dirt inside, but water will not erode at the banks of evil.
I need a large cup of ice-cold Jesusade.
Sometimes I wish figurative and literal worlds could be mashed together... Or the spiritual was as tangible as the physical.
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