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I know
I know what it is like to break down before the Lord in pain and agony but also in joy. I know exactly the feeling that builds up within you and makes you feel like at any second your chest might burst open, a feeling that leaves you barely any room to breathe, and pushes at every corner of you until the pressure makes tears come out of your eyes ( Read more... ) -
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I followed the Colts this season, last season and the season before- and now my boys have done it.
Congratulations, Colts, you won the superbowl and the city is in glory this week. -
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"Say one thing each about ANY ten people but don't say their names. Give your honest opinion ( Read more... ) -
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Be that as it may. -
Ode to the tolerance given to old dogs who lick food off plates.
I really do miss using this livejournal, but nobody reads this- or at least they don't comment. And that's what I want- input. I write this for you, not for me. I know what is going on in my life, you guys don't ( Read more... ) -
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My grandmother died yesterday of heart failure at 6:55 PM. She was the strongest and most devoted Christian I have ever met, and to call myself her granddaugher is to call myself loved ( Read more... ) -
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I made the decision, finally, about choir. I gave up Accents for this semester to do PE (so next year I can take journalism for one semester, and eventually do yearbook). My dear voice teacher, however, is still teaching me (I found him through North Central) and he says that he can definitely get me into a high choir next year if I want to go ( Read more... ) -
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Sorry, livejournal.
I just don't like you anymore. -
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I feel as though I owe my live journal SOME kind of post, wouldn't you agree ( Read more... ) -
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In response to the entries my friends have been posting lately:
I am not in love.
I am not writing love poems about lost loves.
I am not giddy about going out with a new boy, a possible love.
Oh, livejournal, how petty you seem to have become.