Pray for me, for I am lost. Or so they say, but why am I lost? I know just where I'm going, and still I get told I'm going to hell. But WAIT!! It is YOUR god, and YOUR rules, right? So why am I going to hell for it? And yet, all I say is Pray for me.
Reason for writing:
I am Wiccan, so I get a lot of crap about it.Birth sign: Not entered
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