Ah, how many guardian angels have I worn out and sent back the heaven in tatters? Too many to count but I thank them all for keeping me safe when all the odds said I should have been dead or at least badly mangled. There must be a re-hab center in paradise for just such frazzled angels.
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My guardian angel stands on the other side of the bar and listens to my woes.
Pretty sure this is mine; I don't know if she's the on-coming or the off-going shift.
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My guardian angel drinks. A lot.
They aren't there to help. They are there to tattle on you to upstairs when you screw up.
God's Narcs.
And yea, if you haven't driven yours to drink yet, then you aren't living life to the fullest.
Andrew
Pretty sure my guardian angel looks like this.
how do you know that yours is female in nature??
vaquero viejo
Ah, how many guardian angels have I worn out and sent back the heaven in tatters? Too many to count but I thank them all for keeping me safe when all the odds said I should have been dead or at least badly mangled.
There must be a re-hab center in paradise for just such frazzled angels.
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