The day I strangled a man in a coffee shop (in my head)
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Because I’m going to school to become an ordained minister in the Christian church, people assume that I have a never-ending stream of pure, flaccid, stained-glass, decaf thoughts effortlessly floating through my head all day. Like I sing “Jesus loves me, yes he does,” to myself on repeat. I can’t blame people for thinking this, but I have to reveal the actual truth...
The day I strangled a man in a coffee shop (in my head)
The day I strangled a man in a coffee shop…
The day I strangled a man in a coffee shop (in my head)
Because I’m going to school to become an ordained minister in the Christian church, people assume that I have a never-ending stream of pure, flaccid, stained-glass, decaf thoughts effortlessly floating through my head all day. Like I sing “Jesus loves me, yes he does,” to myself on repeat. I can’t blame people for thinking this, but I have to reveal the actual truth...