Went to my first campout/festival this weekend in St. Augustine. It was the Harvest of Hope, put together to help out the migrant farm workers
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I've given up on love. It's the most selfish thing anyone could ever feel. You give and receive nothing, you get it all but you won't give any back. I never needed a girl to keep me happy but you sure know how to make my mind race.
Always under the illusion that the next girl I meet will be the last one.
I am so confused? All these straaaaaaaaange, I really mean fucking strange things are happening to me everyday. It's not even anything I can talk to people about. Everyone is so full of doubt and caught up in science and proof versus faith and what the fuck are you going to do when God starts messing with your shit?