"Let the wicked forsake his way,
And the unrighteous man his thoughts;
Let him return to the LORD,
And He will have mercy on him;
And to our God,
For He will abundantly pardon."
Isaiah 55:7

Also, I'm head-over-heels in love with a wonderful, beautiful girl. And THIS TIME, it's really really real.

But music never does. Sure, I could post some lyrics on here, but that would only end up making this funk even worse. I just feel like the world has shit on me. For once, I don't give a damn if anybody thinks I'm overreacting or being melodramatic. I'm not going to worry about what I'm saying and whether or not I'm fishing for sympathy. Sure, ( Read more... )

But I find solace in the words of others ( Read more... )

And I hear her calling to me. "Come home, my child, come home. Your place is here, in the mountains and on the shore. This land of the rising sun is your home ( Read more... )

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby ( Read more... )

I hate the fact that it's possible for life to be great and suck at the same time. I'm happy, really happy. And I'm like one step away from having everything just the way I want it. It's just that it's a big step and I don't know how to take it. I know it sounds confusing, but to those who know, it will make sense. I just don't know what to do. I ( Read more... )

Tonight, I took the long way home for the first time in a while. And, for the first time in a while, it hasn't been to think about how much my life sucks, because right now life couldn't get much better. Things are just going great. If only the last pieces would fall into place then things would be absolutely perfect. They're quickly headed in that ( Read more... )

And it's truly amazing how much can change in such a little amount of time. I am constantly amazed at how life seems to lead me in directions that I NEVER saw coming, and to tell you the honest truth, I'm loving every fucking minute. Things are.......wonderful. Things couldn't get much better, and the only way they could may be closer than anyone ( Read more... )

God, my feet hurt. I've walked a thousand and one miles tonight, and all I did was walk around the park. That park seems to be a place where truth is forbidden to stay secret and everything becomes known. It's a place of knowledge, of wisdom, of meaning and understanding. It is a place of peace and woe. And it makes my feet hurt. My steps are heavy ( Read more... )

I'm so tired of being here ( Read more... )