It's a constant conscious decision.
- Today: Die to self.
- Tomorrow: Die to self.
- The next day: Die to self.
- Every day: Die to self.
- Every hour: Die to self.
- Every minute: Die to self.
- Every second: Die to self.
I’m tired of asking for my maw maw to be healed. Really.
But last night, I prayed again. And I have a feeling it’s going to happen.
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redneck water slide, you know how it goes :P
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Lol. I hate when guys do that. I hate when people (boys & girls!) say, “You’re beautiful and I love you(:” It’s what kiss ups do. Just stooooopp. It creeps me out.
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They ask me if I’ve talked to my mom.
No. I haven’t. And I probably won’t for a long time. Nothing has changed and if it does, I’ll let you know.
EXPECTATION:
REALITY:
Lol. Dying.
I guess I’ll hop on the band wagon and make one too. :)
Just got back from eating snowballs with my cousin. I got wedding cake with condensed milk. It was nice to sit outside and eat it. The place was adorable. It was circus themed.
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This normally doesn’t happen. But, I can’t wait to get married.
I just want to meet him for 5 minutes and then go our separate ways.
What does he look like? What’s he like?
The suspense is killing me.
I wonder if I’m even gonna get married. It’s hard to imagine. I’m not really the marrying type.