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for all of you that don't understand wicca and ask if I believe in god here's the answer

I believe in the Goddess and the God, but not the God the followers of Abrahamic religions believe in. My God fathers all the Goddess has given birth to, so he is as much my "father" as the God of Abraham is theirs. I just happen to have a beautiful mother as well.

I believe it's entirely possible that Jesus existed. But was he the son of God? I don't think so. And he certainly didn't die for my sins, because sin, Hell, Satan, and all things Christianity considers "evil" belong to Christianity alone. In Wicca there are good choices and there are bad choices, both of which affect your karma and send energy back to you threefold - whether it be good energy (which of course is preferable) or bad energy.

 BLESSED BE LOVES (: xx

28 days

If that will make you happy, I will stop drinking. And then I would tell myself tonight I will not get wasted. And then something would happen. Or nothing would happen. And I’d get that feeling and you all know what that feeling is; when your skin is screaming and your hands are shaking and your stomach feels like it wants to jump through your throat. And you know that if anyone had a clue how wrong it felt to be sober, they wouldn’t dream of asking you to stay that way. They would say oh geez, I didn’t know. It’s okay for you. Do that mound of cocaine. Have a drink. Have 20 drinks. Whatever you need to do to feel like a normal human being, you do it. And boy I did it. I drank and I snorted. I drank and snorted. I drank and snorted. And I did this day after day, day after day, night after night. I didn’t care about the consequences because I knew they couldn’t be half as bad as not using. And then one night something happened. I woke up. I woke up on a sidewalk and I had no idea where I was. I couldn’t have told you what city I was in. And my head was pounding and I looked down and my shirt is covered in blood. And as I’m lying there wondering what happens next and I heard a voice. And it said man, this is not a way to live. This is a way to die.

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So guys I have reached 10 months clean

I decided to clean my act up . now its making me want to throw up ,im sick of all this sin , this life i never auditioned to play in you say grow up i say throw up fuck ur rules fuck your hate and those who discriminate you cant break me you can hate me are you sure that you dont wanna date me im sick im sin im full of fucking win you laugh i cry ill make you wanna die

goodbye drugs

You were a good friend to me for the most part the past few years but you were also terrible. I lied cheated and stole for you. I was put through pain the days I didn't have money for you. I broke promises to friends and family because I needed drugs to even feel normal. I missed birthdays, holidays and ruined some amazing relationships just to keep you by my side. You were my best friend and my worst enemy. Life without you seemed un-manageable but here I am 10 months and 2 days later living better then I ever have. This is my final goodbye. I won't be comming back. I have decided to continue building a life for myself instead of degrading my life for you. I understand that no matter what you will be within reach but I have also decided to not reach out for you when things get bad. You see I now have a journal to write in, friends to be there for me, a boyfriend to support me, and an amazing family to love me. I am glad that I have learned and grew up by giving away my addiction to you. Farwell drugs!

goodbye drugs