i've been places, and i've done things. some i'm proud of, some i wish could be undone. but all things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His will (Romans 8:28) and i know He's takin' me places.
i'm taking a step back the battle scene's too bloody my train's gone off the track the casualty's not me.
sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry i don't know where i screwed up, but i guess i did. i wash my hands off this. platonic relationships are so much less painful. vaness, the next time you hear me whine, slap me.
:) i'm okay, i really am. i'm a pretty much happy noodle. just that i feel really guilty and bad. i'm so sorry dearest SFS.
i'm the bitch in this picture. right now, love's not my thing.
HAI-YA! that was my awesome karate kick/chop thingum. cool eh?
anyway, plans for tomorrow: 1)school 2)study with my mutty, seanie and my beloved queksy 3)ignore male species unless they're friends 4)tear my heart open and leave it in a ziplock bag 5)put the ziplock bag in God's fridge to mend and freeze for 16months.