Crazy headcases - so in.
the boring ones - never.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
four letters
I wish I could master the art.
waiting for another to decide my fate,
for the day they're no longer here,
or for the journey to begin.
Friday, October 30, 2009
whats up with us
ISN'T IT IRONIC THAT WE
IGNORE THOSE WHO ADORE US,
ADORE THE ONES WHO IGNORE US,
HURT THE ONES WHO LOVE US,
AND LOVE THE ONES THAT HURT US
IGNORE THOSE WHO ADORE US,
ADORE THE ONES WHO IGNORE US,
HURT THE ONES WHO LOVE US,
AND LOVE THE ONES THAT HURT US
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
the power of love
"FOR I AM CONVINCED THAT NEITHER DEATH NOR LIFE, NEITHER ANGELS NOR DEMONS, NEITHER THE PRESENT NOR THE FUTURE, NOR ANY POWERS, NEITHER HEIGHT NOR DEPTH, NOR ANYTHING ELSE IN ALL CREATION, WILL BE ABLE TO SEPARATE US FROM THE LOVE OF GOD THAT IS IN CHRIST JESUS OUR LORD"
ROMANS 8:38,39
the consequences
It hurts that you're everywhere.
Completely unavoidably invading my life
and I can't be a part of yours.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
today.
"Sometimes I think of all the places where I don't wanna go
Then I think of all the things that I don't wanna do
And when I think of all the people that I don't wanna meet
I close my eyes and go to sleep"
Then I think of all the things that I don't wanna do
And when I think of all the people that I don't wanna meet
I close my eyes and go to sleep"
Monday, October 26, 2009
running through my mind
Everybody wants something to believe in.
The ones that vehemently insist that they don't - are usually the ones wanting it the most.
without truth, nothing else means anything
and we'd all be completely lost and discouraged in our existance if there was no meaning.
staring at me.
And every time I think I'm getting better, something always reminds me of my inability to feel.
Help me come undone or i'll be trapped forever.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
thinking of the night
"I am gonna regret the day I was born
and then Mom rushes out to the driveway
my sister too
Everyone is screaming
I am dreaming of you
I hold on
for dear life
I hold on
and my arms get sore
and my palms start to sweat
and the tears roll down my face
till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet
In come the cops
They blow torch the doors
I start wailing
The lion roars
There's no good way to end this
anyone can see
there's this great big you
and little old me
and we hold on
for dear life
we hold on"
and then Mom rushes out to the driveway
my sister too
Everyone is screaming
I am dreaming of you
I hold on
for dear life
I hold on
and my arms get sore
and my palms start to sweat
and the tears roll down my face
till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet
In come the cops
They blow torch the doors
I start wailing
The lion roars
There's no good way to end this
anyone can see
there's this great big you
and little old me
and we hold on
for dear life
we hold on"
- The Mountain Goats
Thursday, October 22, 2009
most can relate
"We all have that boy. That boy who you're completely over, but you still think about before you sleep. That boy who you avoid talking to, but still wish he would text you just once. That boy who you have to make yourself not think about, but always wonder if he is thinking about you."
- Unknown
- Unknown
welcome
I always wondered why I never seemed able to face the day where my recklessness subsided and informed decisions replaced the chaos.
Still a hundred miles away from it, but clarity made its home in my soul and (dare I say it) ... I may actually be growing up a little.
With my feet on the ground - I'm standing. No longer running, no longer stumbling but for now - Standing still and mediating the craziness so that it no longer controls me.
I'm afraid but I can see the beauty <3
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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