When I want your ass I fucking take your ass.
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Someone asked if I believe in God’s existence;
if I believe we are all products of a combustion.
I told her I stopped thinking about it
a long time ago. But everytime I look
at the flowers I’m reminded that someone
out there, someone greater than an explosion
would have made them. If someday
my daughter asks me about her existence
in this world, shall I tell her she was
once an ape too? Or shall I tell her
she can imagine herself like a meteor
which might be magnificent for a while
but eventually will fall? If I should have
a daughter or a son or whatever,
I’ll tell them firmly - you are in this world
because you are meant to be here.
Never let science tell you you’re an accident.
You were born to be my child.
You are beautiful.
ma’am im sorry but that baby was due today, i don’t care if its not done just turn in what you have