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Grace Ke

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.

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e martë, 17 korrik 2007

oh shit. it's me isn't it? i don't know if i should apologize for my feelings. but i can't just forget 4 years in 2 weeks. i don't know what to do. i can't ignore it, can't ignore him, yet i don't wanna hurt you. what kind of a bitch am i? i'm sorry. but i can't just wipe out my heart like i can reformat a computer. i'm at a loss for words to say. i love you. i really do. but i don't know how to forget. i don't know if i even want to forget.


Lord. save me from me. i give it to You. right now, i'm too tired to care.

ack. vaness. i need a serious hug.

i'm bursting with things to say. yet i can't say it to the people who need to hear 'em. or maybe they weren't meant to hear it. i can't shut up forever, but i'm afraid of consequences.

mut ah. i just marry you and ignore the world la huh? at least you make me happy.





who the hell was i trying to kid?


Grace ♥ 12:24 p.d.