Saturday nite —> Sunday morning
Used to get so torn apart at the transition, when i was sad/old enough on sat nite to just go for it to get to the bottom of every container that had anything that would do something/anything to me, but was still, out of burning self hatred and concomitant thirst to cry/sing, i was can u believe it still draggin my ass to fundamentalist church crack of ass praise Him mornings
Just dying thru that service, sore skulled. Absorbing tiny looks of concern
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