for a decade i’ve brandished a large cross on my chest. it has been so engrained within me that people who were temporarily acquainted with me have, years later, in distant countries, asked about the girl with the cross. other christians whip out their chains in excitement upon seeing this motif, to which i have to chuckle and say that it is not Christian but it is Chrome. lately i’ve come to the realization that this was a lie. i may not be religious, but i am God fearing. whatever flavor of god you believe in, you must live with some prophetic guilt and carry this burden proudly around your neck
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