𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪-
𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 & 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙,
𝙈𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 & 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚;
𝘽𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 –
𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙂𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩;
𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡-
𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙-
𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛-
𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙂𝙤𝙙.
– 𝙋𝙤𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙃𝙞𝙢 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 ♡
Good girls know how to worship.
And whom.