Has anybody ever actually gotten salmonella from eating raw cookie dough or are people just trying to stop me from living my life
(Source: wartortles, via biblesandtea)
I hope that my ghost stayed with you on your drive home.
I hope you could feel the absence of my presence when you look next to you.
When you strum the same chord that we both fell in love with, I hope you imagine me strumming it with you.
Because I do. Every day.
Your eyes looked like a safe place for me to stay.
I thought that your mind held the sweetest ‘I do’.
There is a difference between falling in love with some one and loving them.
I have fallen in love with you.
My eyes have begun to lie to me, saying
“It’s just love.”
But I beg to differ.
Is it normal to not forget?
Is it normal that I whisper to you on lonely nights?
"Never put your faith in how you feel. The feelings we gain from the flesh are temporary, unreliable, and does not support who we have become in Christ. The feelings that come from His Spirit in us are eternal and substantial."
"I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can."
"I really cared about what other people thought about me and I would go out of the way to make them happy at my own expense. But they would end up doing what they wanted anyway. I kept trying to get over them, like it wasn’t a big deal or I did it wrong: but soon found quickly, I had to get over myself first.
I had to quit trying to control the world around me with a desperate twisted-up death grip. I had to learn that part of love is letting go of other people’s perceptions and just letting them love me on their own. It matters less now what people think of me and just that they think at all. So I started saying ‘no’ more often: because not everything is okay with me and I shouldn’t have to explain myself. My happiness is not contingent on you getting some fake yes-version of me."
"If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die."