Fuck brujeria. Santa Muerte is a total bitch who left me on read. I literally can’t with the deceit and empty promises.
I was about to take a bite out of a brownie and got blinded by the sunlight hitting from my kitchen window. It was divine intervention.
I felt completely cleansed from the root work done by enemies to make me fat. Uggh.
I’ve seen the light now. God is everything. God is nothing. God is like powerful and stuff. And God will give me a thigh gap in 2020, I can feel it.
I’ve also asked God to bless my chihuahua so he’ll be a size 0 like me. God will make this happen. I will manifest this into existence.
Also another delay with this week’s weekly reading cause I was busy finding God and being thin.
Daily Manifestation: Day 5 of 14
Photo: Catholic Guilt by Skye Tan and Randolph Tan for Design Scene, 2012.
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