January 2011
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Soften my heart, O God.
Renew my fervor.
Teach me to love.
Teach me to live.
Let me wholly embrace every bit of your being.
Wash me white as snow.
Keep me.
Mold me.
Love me.
Amen.
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TEENAGE GIRL RANT, LIKE YEAH
So, my friends and mom are pushing really hardcore for me to go to prom. I just… don’t think it will be fun. There’s the stress of finding a dress. Then at prom, I would have to listen to the Cha-Cha Slide/ Cupid Shuffle x10 and other random tunes I don’t want to listen to. I don’t particularly want to have to see over half of my schoolmates acting like whores,...
Falling Whistles. →
todayisawindingroad:
Click, click, click!
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I have officially liked the same guy for one year.
I don’t even know what to do at this point.
Really, I have no idea.
I’ll see him next weekend.
He’ll be with his friends, though.
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Henry David Thoreau.
tiffanyhoran:
‘It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.’
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I
am so brain dead right now.
I want to be productive. I want to have social interaction.
But that’s not happening.
I pray that this mind numbingness will end very soon.
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You.
jwadams:
Laura Coby,
I’m going to meet you one day.
Yes, John Adams.
We will, indeed, meet one day.
Hopefully sooner than later.
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Selah.
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