the fact of the matter is…
everyone’s story is different. everyone’s course leads a different way.
I’m tired of trying to plan it myself.
I’m tired of people trying to plan it for me.
Because, in the end, only what is meant to be will happen.
So, why waste any heartache, joy, confusion, peace, triumph, or trial on things we cannot control?
Why don’t we just live?
i don’t know what to do.
i’ve just been thinking that i want to stand by you.
I JUST DONT KNOW WHAT I WANT.
I NEED A SIGN.
Today in English we had to write about whether or not we like to write.
I like to write.
Then we were asked to write why we like to write.
I said I like to write because Carrie Bradshaw writes. And I want to be her.
Pathetic? Sure.
True? Absolutely.
it is such a beautiful thing.
You can meet these men. Men who you believe have it all. They have the smile, the charm, the romance, and even the laugh. Sometimes (for me it seems like most the time) you meet them, but you can’t have them.
Now call me terribly optimistic, but isn’t great to realize that the one you end up with will have all that and more?
So when you think you found a great catch, but it doesn’t seem he will ever be reeling in…
Just think about that and thank God that He gave you a small glimpse of your future perfection.
