Ipod- gone.
Phone-gone.
Why do people steal. :(
My mom sacrificed her car payment for my birthday… and things get stolen.
I hate it. I wish I could do something about it.
Ipod- gone.
Phone-gone.
Why do people steal. :(
My mom sacrificed her car payment for my birthday… and things get stolen.
I hate it. I wish I could do something about it.
Good Morning.
Good morning, new morning, new day, new struggles, new triumphs, new defeats, new smiles, new laughs, new jokes, new assignments, new, new, new.
God, make it good. please.
New mercies, new grace, new strength, new peace, new revelation, new faith, renew my mind.
I love you.
My favorite western.
“Im your huckleberry.”
MY FAVORITE TOO!
“I bet You’re so drunk you’re seein’ double”
“Well, got two guns, one for the each of ya.”
about it. I’m so critical of my writting.
There is immense beauty in
This wondrous, blue rose
If only we could capture it
Within our very souls
If we could take its beauty
And apply the glow within
Search a little deeper
In the soul underneath our skin
The things that life is full of
includes both roses and thorns.
Some claim to have more briars
from the very day they were born
There are those who enjoy roses,
whose lives blossoms day after day.
They have not yet reached the thorns
that mark their path along the way.
Take what it does stand for
And shed its love abroad
Don’t hide the glow within you
But share the love of God
You know you can’t touch beauty
Without it rubbing off on you
And spreading it to others
In the kindness that you do
There lies within each one of us
the love each time it shows
When it’s used in touching others
Then its beauty overflows
A cozy warm blanket
Tucked up to my ears,
sewn with velvet rose petals,
Love letters and tears
Take me there. Oh take me now
Someday, Someway, Somehow, Somehow
No thorns of war, a perfect rose
This is where the lush grass grows
Now, listen close, the future calls
“Build your bridges and tear down walls! “
Reveal our heart, our soul, our mind…
We’re all the same when you are blind;
There is immense beauty in
This wondrous, blue rose
If only we could capture it
Within our very souls
My heart beat hurts. It’s so unaligned with who I want it to be aligned with. I feel broken, and broken, and broken. I dont know why, or what to do. I feel like iv’e gradually let myself slip from one mindset to another. I dont want to be the the way I am on the inside, I paste on a smile, and go throughout my day. But I’m so… i dont know. So far away from God. I just want his heart back, I want his thoughts, his eyes, his hands, his breath, his everything. I’m stuck. My flesh is so strong, and it continuously hurts me, my spirit. I dont want it to be like this. I want to know how to change it, I just dont even know where to start, or where to go from here…
God, Please. I just need you. I need all of You. I need your heart, I need my flesh to die, and my spirit to follow yours. I need you to yet again mend my brokeness. I need you to yet again wipe away my countless tears. I just plain need you.
I want you.
only you.