Feed your faith and starve your doubt.
I shouldn’t let it bother me. But it still does. Things are better and I should be glad, but how can I be happy when everyone around me is just being so unreal. I trusted these people so much. I sacrificed so much. It still haunts me at night when I think of all the betrayal but then the blame was put all on me. It makes me sick to my stomach. Especially her. She’s an impossibly...
Dear you, You don’t even suspect that the you that I mean here is you. No, I’m not about to make this corny post about my feelings that I have/had for you like I did before. Not like I’d ever let you find out anyways. I hope you’re doing well. I’ve been praying for you a lot like you asked me. You’re not the same this year. You’re a lot sadder this...
Once again when I'm stuck studying,
my family decides to eat out to the Vietnamese restaurant. I’m starting to see a pattern. Maybe they’re saying, “Ooo, Emma has a big test tomorrow and is stuck studying at home… Let’s go eat out without her!” ._. I want some Vietnamese food too!
I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because...– C. S. Lewis (via ayoxannna)
God over everything.