i remember when people just sat on swings.
i remember when people just sat on swings.
dear world,
you are lame.
today has just been bad. not that anyone will read this. but i feel so alone. so tired. so burnt out.
let’s get real kids. i’m a winner.
I have my own interpretations of the bible because I don’t want my faith to be dictated. I don’t go to church because half of the stuff taught in church is stuff that I personally don’t agree with. Yes, I believe in God. Yes, I believe in Jesus. Yes, I consider myself a Christian. However, I only call myself a “Christian” because my beliefs fit the most basic terms that a Christian is classified as.
Now tell me non-denominational Christians don’t exist.
thank the Lord. right there with ya Sister Jere.
love is simple.
love is complex.
dear karen abad.
you inspired me. honestly. you make art, not just film. i know we were in contact and such and then lost touch. but ha, now i’m re-contacting or however you’d spell it.
i just wanted to say thanks. and sometime, maybe soon, i want to pay you to make a music video for one of our songs.
:)
this is you. who are you.
