dear life,
why do you have to complicate things so much?
you make everything so difficult

sometimes i feel so out of place
and other times i know i’m in the perfect spot.
sometimes i feel like i’m making headway
and other times i’m certain i’ve slipped further behind than ever before.
sometimes i feel i can do anything i set my mind to
and other times i wonder if i can even leave my room in the morning.
sometimes i feel like pressing on
and other times i decide the best thing to do is give up.

love carries the broken…

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8 thoughts on “

  1. sometimes its nice to know i’m not the only one,and other times i forget thatsometimes an honest entry will remind me of it…nice to hear an honest voice out there… : )night friend

  2. *relates* But you’re beautiful & loved by God & talented. And Hope is in great abudance through Christ! :)I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them. (Isaiah 42:16):)

  3. I totally feel like that a lot of the time. I love you! We really need to hang out soon, I miss you! Let’s try for Thursday this week! I have class til 315, and then I have a night class from 530-930. Let me know if that works for you at all. And I want to give you your bday present and catch up!

  4. did you write that? (I’m going to steal it and put it in my entry) You’re in Chicago now right? Or is it this weekend you leave? Anyway, I hope you enjoy your time there!! You can shop in honor of me if you want. ;)

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