The words you say carry more weight than you know, and to some, they may weigh more than they can handle. Be kind, speak with purpose and clarity, always with the intent to help those around you grow. If you do say words that are hurtful, be quick to use words that heal, and in doing this you will find that you are being more and more like Christ; speaking truth in love.
I want a boyfriend
*talks to a boy*
Never mind I want chick fil a waffle fries
I think all in all I had a pretty bad good day. I know I shouldn’t expect people to change; that homelessness is more than just the fact of not having a place to lay your head but rather your demons following inside of you every time you try to get a rest. I’m just disappointed that I put stock into something assuming it would change them, a person I knew nothing about. my mom says my heart is too big (lol @ me last night) and I don’t think that’s true. it’s too small to except change with being hurt. furthermore, I shouldn’t be so down because you know what? it was a good day. I mean, I served at church + brought anthony and josh to second service, I cuddled with my sister, took a nap in her bed, saw my father, am going to have dinner at Applebee’s. Oh well.
Do something that scares you today. Face that fear down, praying for courage, and push through. When you do, you will stand taller, you will be permanently more courageous, and you will laugh at your next challenge. Your fears are the limitations the enemy has set for you, and he is not to be obeyed.
it amazes me that humans have such a large capacity to love. it’s like my heart is only the size of a closed fist but the feelings I have for you are large enough to fit in my father’s old horse farm. and I don’t take that lightly, especially since it’s so hard for me to feel love under how much numbness is inside of me. I don’t know, maybe it’s just the crispness of winter coming in the air or the sleepiness in my bones but I miss you and I hate you and I love you and I’m tired.
[falls in the shower] parkour