LATE NIGHT WITH DONNA
Category: Writing and Poetry
LATE NIGHT WITH DONNA
Donna: Helloooooooooo
Chris: Hi, Donna
Donna: How are u?
Chris: Things have been a little rough, but I'm working through the problems.
Donna: Praise God.
(oh yeah, I remember you now)
Chris: You dont have your picture on your profile.
Donna: I delete.
Chris: Why?
Donna: I get too many mails.
Chris: You dont like too many mails?
Donna: No thats kind of person what is important.
(whatever the hell that means)
Chris: Yes, I understand.
(not really, but let's move this conversation along.)
Donna: Men cannot be trusted here.
Chris: None of them?
Donna: They pretend, then they leave.
(welcome to hyperspace)
Chris: Thats often the nature of relationships. You must try many till you find one that's right.
Donna: I only have to look at the spirit.
Chris: Yes, at the spirit.
Donna: As for me my spirit is pure.
Chris: And my spirit is also pure.
Donna: No. Your spirit not pure.
(hmmmm... well thank you for your fuckin' opinion)
Chris: Whats wrong with my spirit?
Donna: You need to be wash in the blood of Jesus.
Chris: Could I just take a shower?
Donna: No, must accept Jesus.
Chris: That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus,
Donna: You must have faith to be pure.
Chris: ...and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead...
Donna: I'm leave now.
Chris: ...thou shalt be saved.
Donna: Maybe we chat more tomorrow.
(aw shit I was just getting warmed up.)
Chris: Yeah, maybe tomorrow.
(hey I know a lot more scripture.)
Donna: Bye.
Chris: Jesus wept.
(pious bitch)
