When I worked at a non-profit that handled suicide prevention, I had access to the donation records. Each month, a specific man donated 15$ to our organization. It was like clockwork.. same day, same man, he had been doing this for over 4 years. It always seemed odd to me but I never questioned it… until I saw a note attached one month. "For Noah- Dad"
his donation was once his child’s allowance.
I can promise you, they would miss you for the rest of their lives.
if ur looking for me i’ll be in the trash
why are you in my house i didn’t invite you over
tina get out
Lately I am learning to be at peace with myself. I’ve spent most of my life trying to rise up to people’s standards, to stay there. To please people, to do things so that nobody would have a reason to speak against me..and while that isn’t wrong in itself, it started to make me have to tweak my personality in order to protect myself from the mouths of others, and that’s not okay. But no longer. I am learning to be at peace with my loud voice and constant laughter and cheery attitude. I will not tone down my personality in order to please others. I will not stop loving nor talking about all the things I love because it annoys others. I am who I am, and I will embrace it, and I will better myself. I will stand fast to the Anchor that is Christ. I will grow in Him, I will grow in love, be full of joy and thankfulness. All the days of my life, by His grace, I will be His and I will let Him unveil all that He has created me to be, all the depths of who I am, my heart and personality and all.
If you ever feel bad just remember there is a gif of me floating around tumblr of when I was 8 and I sat on the escalator and knocked down a table of jewelry at macys
"If you can’t see the sun you will be impressed by streetlights. If you’ve never felt thunder and lightning you’ll be impressed by fireworks. And if you turn your back on the greatness and majesty of God you’ll fall in love with a world of shadows and short lived pleasures"
Never fail to appreciate the Lord’s majesty
Don’t roll joints, roll up to church. Praise The Lord!