not.alone.
I am selfish and impulsive, and dominated by my sin nature. I am immature and childish, and so many other things. I don't know, truth be told, how or what I feel now, if I'm ok or not, if I'm sad or not, or mixture of both.
I just want a bit of light, so that I can follow my thoughts, trace them back and see what it is that's actually bothering me. It has to be something, it always is. I am never fully happy, am I? Or is it the very absence of that thing would bother me?
[excerpt from j.e.]
it.gets.better.
The Gift Of A Friend
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