It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn't they see it? It still puzzles me. Frances Farmer findgodpast Change image and share on social
I think God just died of old age. And, when I realized that he wasn't any more, it didn't shock me. It seemed natural and right! Frances Farmer agediegod Change image and share on social
The more people pointed at me in scorn the more stubborn I got and when they began calling me the Bad Girl of West Seattle High, I tried to live up to it. Frances Farmer badbegincall Change image and share on social
I wondered a little why God was such a useless thing. It seemed a waste of time to have him. After that he became less and less, until he was... nothingness. Frances Farmer godnothingnessthing Change image and share on social
I used to lie between cool, clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath, after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger-nails and teeth. Then I could lie quite still in the dark with my face to the window with the trees in it, and talk to God. Frances Farmer bathcleancool share on social
