He told me he couldn’t stop looking at me. He said I make him happy.
I almost felt pretty for once, even though I had no makeup on.
It was nice seeing my mom today. It’s been a while.
Just deleted so many of my private posts.
I think I’m done.
Why do we suffer? It’s because we place our value/happiness in trivial matters and the things of this world.. and when we don’t get what we want, we “suffer.”
But shouldn’t we be comforted just by the fact that God can sympathize (and more) with us? We should be more than satisfied with the story of the gospel.
Everyone handles things differently, which is why I believe no one can ever understand another person completely.
Only God can. True and everlasting joy can only be found with Him.
shoutout to M. for this inspiration and encouragement
I wish I could control my mind - I wish I had the power to get things off my mind or to make it focus when I need it to. Ugh
I don’t like when someone tells me the same story again.. it means that they don’t even remember telling me, probably because they tell everyone the same thing (so I’m just one of those many that has been told the same exact thing).
Idk why but I just love it when people open up to me. Just spill whatever is on their mind without a filter.. it’s so raw.
some guys have such nice smiles, but never smile like that for the camera.. idk why they hate taking pictures so much
I feel like typing so here I am typing some nonsense..