v-niceee: “How can you stay in adoration for so long?” My friend asked me this question the other day. I actually get this question often or the whole “What are you doing there for so long?!” haha. I really do love adoration though, and it’s a really beautiful sacrament if you don’t know a lot about it. I seriously recommend learning more about it if you’re interested, too! But yeah, if I were...
I stared up at the ceiling and the tears rolled...
Recently, I’ve been speaking to the man upstairs in intense conversations. I’d sit on my bed, I’d look up to the lights, and I’d close my eyes and count my blessings. For about three nights now, I would shed some tears as my prayer prolonged, but at the end of it all, I really do feel as if God is with me. God, I’m lifting up my troubles to you. I know you’ve...
Keith is controlling me again. can’t breathe.
I haven’t been drinking my medicine in awhile. I know its not good. I just can’t find the time. It’s affecting me. It’s hurting me. I’m slowly going down. I should take care of myself. I should stop this.
When I am at a loss of words,
we have a problem.
They keep telling me that when all comes crashing down, remember why on earth you held on for so long in the first place. It’s true. I did hold on. And it is also true, we’ve already went through quite a lot in so little time. But now I keep thinking it through. It keeps replaying in my head. And I keep remembering what’s missing. No fault could lie on both of us. No words could...
Technically I guess, but unconditional is more of a no choice type of thing. I...– JV.Fernandez
There are some things better left unsaid.
Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.
All I did was cry multiple times today.
Just thinking about the pain I’m causing kills me.
I just don't understand.
Why don’t you leave.
I can't do this to you.
I must snap out of it. Its. Just. Not. Fair.
You never left my dreams.
All night, you were consistently in them. And I’ll take that as a good sign. My first dream, I was with Aty and I got into her car and told her my problem. She gave me the advice I wanted, and the advice I already knew she was going to say. Then next thing you know, she drives to the highschool and she tells me to wait in the car…. Just before she leaves, a car blocks the back of ours...
It could be all in my head.
Maybe I’m letting my thoughts wander, but I shouldn’t be swayed - just like that. I just don’t know.
One minute, you’re granted all the wishes you could possibly think of. Then the next, you sort of wish that none of your wishes came true. It’s such an unexplainable feeling. I don’t know what on Earth is wrong with me.
neverrlosehope: I’m worth it. I’m worth it, I’m worth it, I’m worth it.
Nothing would ever fall apart,
if two people wholeheartedly fight to make it work.
You can't keep expecting that everything will be...
Maybe it will be fixed. But thats no reason to push it off.
I won’t , until you do.
As each day passes, I realize that there’s more to you than you put out. We may not see each other as often as I’d like, or talk to each other like we should, but somehow / some way , you always make time. You make an effort to talk to me when you can. You try to find a way to spend time with each other. I can see that you’re really trying and I admire every action. As each day...
me: i don't.
him: =T it just seems bad now, but things will get better . i'm sorry if this isn't helping
me: its okay.
him: but i just hate to see something beautiful break down
me gettem sweetie. got me to smile.
him: (: at least i did something right
toekneerosee: I still care.
And she goes about her day, bracelets hide much more than you know. No one is sure of how hard she’s had it these past years. She’s been so caught up. There were so many times where all she wanted to do was run away, and fast. Its unreasonable. She can’t just get up and go, so she would sit there, and she would go deeper. It would make no sense. It was such a stupid concept....
There's so much of me you don't know.
But, I don’t know if you can handle it. Bottled up
I can't even listen to your voice on the phone.
I refuse to hear it, and break down.
inmytsinelas: kris-tiny: WE, WE ARE THE BOYS IN MOTION