Sorry I'm not perfect |
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
My Life :):
I'm just sitting in my room, deciding to finally find me again... and to any story, there is a beginning...
Here's my beginning-
I found everything I was working for..
A job:
"Monday, May 23, 2011
This job is everything that I asked for... It isn't easy, but it's worth it. Saying that, yes I want some time off, and a raise x) But I like what I do.
It's just hard. I miss my friends, friends that I never really saw before... but at least there was the hope. Now , I feel like going is all I have. The problem is, I haven't been serious about this. I am going, but going in circles- getting no further away then I was before.
*Remember: Keep going forward, get out of here*
I need to be serious about this.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Edging god out
Losing my power house..
My strength is in my light and why I'm covering it up, I have no clue.
But if I can brace myself, if I make it through, I'm promising myself to be better for it.
And I know I'll make it through it, for I'll always have my breath... And if not, well I guess it won't really matter any more now will it?
My strength is in my light and why I'm covering it up, I have no clue.
But if I can brace myself, if I make it through, I'm promising myself to be better for it.
And I know I'll make it through it, for I'll always have my breath... And if not, well I guess it won't really matter any more now will it?
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I have myself..
What I do know is, I've spun around faster and faster. I lost sight of what I knew, I wasn't careful and I fell. Standing back up... I don't see what I left behind. I asked god to push me to where I need to be, and I'm lost now. I don't know where I'm going anymore.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Friday, September 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I saw a woman today..
She forcefully hobbled along the cement as if she were fighting with each step to prove that she was still alive. It was like she was god's expression of someone in need- it was like I knew I was supposed to help her. Stay with her, give her what she needed- someone to help her through this.
I don't know if she was a drunk, or having a heat stroke, but does it even matter!?
No! She is/was someone's daughter. Someone loved her. And if it were my little sister, brother, or mom.. It would kill me to think no one stopped to help her. It kills me that I didn't stop to help her.
All those cars driving by, one of which I was in, and no one stopped. I didn't stop. My parents didn't stop. My only saving thought is that maybe she was okay on her own or that someone else stopped after I was already gone. But it called to me, it shook something real inside. It felt like, if any person were to stop and help this woman, it should have, could have, and would have been me.
But I did nothing. I ignored her. And now I feel sick.
It wasn't okay.
Forgive me god.
She forcefully hobbled along the cement as if she were fighting with each step to prove that she was still alive. It was like she was god's expression of someone in need- it was like I knew I was supposed to help her. Stay with her, give her what she needed- someone to help her through this.
I don't know if she was a drunk, or having a heat stroke, but does it even matter!?
No! She is/was someone's daughter. Someone loved her. And if it were my little sister, brother, or mom.. It would kill me to think no one stopped to help her. It kills me that I didn't stop to help her.
All those cars driving by, one of which I was in, and no one stopped. I didn't stop. My parents didn't stop. My only saving thought is that maybe she was okay on her own or that someone else stopped after I was already gone. But it called to me, it shook something real inside. It felt like, if any person were to stop and help this woman, it should have, could have, and would have been me.
But I did nothing. I ignored her. And now I feel sick.
It wasn't okay.
Forgive me god.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I'm sick of feeling numb
I'm ready to be awake. To live. To see.
So how do I do this? I don't know
Well fuck that sh!t. I'm ready to live, and so I'm choosing to do so.
I'm ready to live, whatever that may look like
Thank you, I needed it.
"You are able and strong
just remember that you
have been thru a lot
worse and gotten thru it...
you always have your family standing with you
and read to catch you if you fall or need our love
to support you and cradle you in our embrace
pray it always helps. Just remember to pray during the good times too. So it isn't only when times are hard. Not do easy to.do
Not so easy to do typo"
I don't get why I keep[ fucking up like this. It makes me sick to my stomach that I know better, and I keep doing worst. Why am i willing to sell my soul to self-destruct? When I'm hurt, I fuel the flames with hate- I spit poison and I can't stop, and now... I'm sunken. I sunk myself. The game is only over because I quit, and knowing this, I'm still read to turn the system off.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
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