do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you
There are some days where I feel perfect. and pretty
I feel like I have a purpose in this life, that I belong here.
I feel like everything can go well and in it’s place. That everything will be okay.
And then there’s these days and weeks where I feel broken and useless and battered. I don’t believe that I need to be here and I don’t think things can rise up after all the damage I’ve caused. I feel like I’m causing everyone else to drown.
Right now I feel in the middle.
I don’t feel perfect, but I’m not exactly broken or useless.
I’ve done a lot of damage, but there are things that can be fixed.
I’ve fallen, but I can try to get back up again.
I’m trying not to break again. I tell you man, looking up can be so hard sometimes.
we have chocolate chip pancake batter here should I like, you know
We degrade God and place Him in the same level with the other gods HE made. Mercy