to live at all is to be bruised
Pain becomes proud because it believes no one else understands.
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Hurt
and after everything had been said and done I realized, you cannot keep people no matter how far you go to do so. You don't have any control over what they choose to do. Even if they choose to leave y...
Every time I go look for God amidst sorrow, I always find Jesus at the cross, in death and resurrection. This is our God.
If you hurt me, I wouldn't cry. I would hurt you back.
What else? She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to l...