I asked her for five dollars for a supplemental college text when I was 18. "You sitting' on a gold mine." was her vicious, sacky retort. She knew I falsely believed I was still a virgin. (Those two buzzards made sure I could never claim virginity or come close to any intimacy with anyone, ever.)
Martha never said one word, never answered her father back. Just silently hated and plotted her revenge. Not just revenge on him, revenge on the entire world, including and most importantly Almighty GOD.
That is PRIDE! A stiff-necked, never wrong, never punished, never revealed, never repentant fool. A preaching reprobate that left instructions that we take "it" to our graves. My five brothers can remain beaten, broken, bruised, completely ruined , robbed AND SILENT for that albatross. I WON'T!
Yes, this mental midget did chunk her "goofer dust" at GOD. Did every mean, foul, demonic thing she could think of before death overtook her.
Martha Jane Walters, I do want you to know that I am healing. That GOD is restoring everything you stole from me. Your name will ROT! Just like GOD told you.
Be a closet demonic whore, if you want to.
"It won't end well." That is a quote from that demon's mouth straight to your ear.
PTL!
I press on ...
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