I don't have any idea what the criteria for considering us borderline even was. [she laughs a little suddenly awkward.] I don't mean myself, that one I understand - I just mean there are some people here who are really kind and wonderful, and as far as I can tell have never done anything so terrible so as to be a complex case. And then there are a bunch of nice kids who have hardly done much in their lives at all.
[doesn't make sense. but she sighs. also too bad about the killers not being total psychos.]
You're sweet. I've done plenty to have to atone for, and also plenty that I'm not particularly sorry for. But I have never particularly relished the notion of being judged for any of it by someone other than myself.
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Even one's not ideal, but it's not bad—considering you're considered "borderline" or whatever for getting into Heaven.
Kind of proves you're doing okay, doesn't it? [ ... ] I mean, as long as the killers from last night aren't total psychos.
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[doesn't make sense. but she sighs. also too bad about the killers not being total psychos.]
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Could be that everything's been broken from the start, even who got brought here. But I wouldn't know who's "good" or "bad" enough for Heaven anyway.
[ feels like yucky judgments to have to make. scratches his head, his turn for an awkward gesture. ]
You seem nice enough to me, anyway.
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[her sins are none of your business god!!!]
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Yeah! Yeah. You get it. [ down with the system, etc ] This voting stuff I've heard of—all straight out of some sadist's brainpan.
[ more judgment calls that no one should be making. guilty, not guilty. good, evil. ]
Whenever this "entity" shows up, I'm gonna beat it to death with my guitar.
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You will have to get in line, but I will save you a shot.