I really did have a great time at prom last night.

I had fun dancing. =]

And, I knew Def Leppard. Yesss.

I've been praying.

A lot. For the first time ever.

It's real. He's real. And it's working.

All things considered, I'm okay.

God loves me.

Edit: I was in an absolutely awful mood when I wrote this entry and was being completely unreasonable. Of course I'm going to prom, regardless of having a date or not, I was just having a really bad day, and everyone is entitled to have a pity party every once and a while. Please disregard my extensive whining.

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305, 280 minutes.

Measure in love.

Oh wow ( Read more... )

Well...

Fuck.

Perhaps I should consider this as a "Preview of Coming Attractions".

"What's another day?
When we're already getting used to gray.
What's another day?
When inspiration grows out from this.
What's another day?
When silence is the next best thing to bliss,
and we're all getting used to hearing you say..."
-Maria Mena

"I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the ( Read more... )

I feel inspired...

Y quiero saber que estás pensando.

Tenías tres noches a pensar...quiero saber.

Quiero hablar contigo todo esta noche.

Amor...

Tú 
tienes
ojos
azules
asombrosos.

...to write.

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