i didnt care that she didnt want me to write about Jesus

Jesus at the LA Marathon

even Jesus knew no one wanted to hear about him.

The Father who sent me also speaks for me, but you have never heard his voice or seen him face to face.
You have not believed his message, because you refused to have faith in the one he sent.
You search the Scriptures, because you think you will find eternal life in them.
The Scriptures tell about me, but you refuse to come to me for eternal life.
I don’t care about human praise, but I do know that none of you love God.
I have come with my Father’s authority, and you have not welcomed me.
But you will welcome people who come on their own.
How could you possibly believe?
You like to have your friends praise you, and you don’t care about praise that the only God can give!
(John 5, 37-44)

i didnt care that she projected the most sinister evil intentions from me

claiming that all i cared about were the most horrible things ever.

i appreciated her creativity.

i didnt care that she kissed other boys

cuz i know they didnt kiss better than me

in fact i said kiss em all and see if they add up to me.

and she was all

you dont have a prayer in real life.

are you a banker a baker or a tagger

banker tagger im just a has been.

its been decided.

not in a bad way, because some people havent even been a been.

but not really in a great way either

cuz who wants to think theyve already peaked.

not sure what i can do next on this blog

other than blow it up in a crazy way.

what are your suggestions to what we can do here?

more pics of LA? less?

more belly sniffing? less?

more ideas about what should be fixed in the world?

less plans that the cubs should integrate in their quest for the ring?

more pics of girls or less?

more reviews of tacos or more?

less analysis of the dire state of rock music?

more bible stories?

do tell.

for once, i implore you.