This is not how we had planned it.

That awkward moment when Emily Osment gets mistaked for Draco Malfoy.

Tue, 13 Sep 2011 21:10:36 -0700

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everythingintonothing: (by Capt. Mouffette)

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:27:00 -0700

everythingintonothing:

(by Capt. Mouffette)

"My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but..."

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:21:53 -0700

““My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I’m told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.””

- Shel Silverstein (via sacrificum)

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Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:10:32 -0700

Kendra bby?

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 10:08:06 -0700

Mhmm~

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Sun, 14 Aug 2011 12:59:16 -0700

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Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:39:54 -0700

"For God has said “I will never leave you; I will never abandon you"

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:37:10 -0700

“For God has said “I will never leave you; I will never abandon you””

- Hebrews 13:5-6 (via maria-samantha)

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Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:36:51 -0700

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Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:35:59 -0700

I just have to say...

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:24:57 -0700

lovelytruth:

My husband is incredible.

Last night we were laying in bed, talking as we usually do before we crash, with my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me. I’m not sure why, but I just felt like crying. My answers were short and quiet, he knew something was up, but knew not to ask. (Usually when something is wrong, I have no idea what it is until after quite some time). Here’s where it gets sweet. There’s something about being married that makes opening up so much easier and sweeter. And I’m not one to open up easily. I simply whispered, “I feel like crying. And I dont know why.” And he squeezed me tighter than before. The tears began to fall and we had the most beautiful, painful, loving, caring, sweet, hard, yet gentle conversation about my fear of losing him. Not him walking away or leaving. But losing him. My biggest fear. The vulnerability in our conversation between the two of us was unreal. He shares that fear as well. We had to dig into the truth that our joy is rooted in the Lord, not each other. And that if for some reason, some very awful and horrible reason, one of us was to be taken away, the other has to be rooted in the Lord. Of course it would hurt and we could grieve. But our joy has to be rooted in Christ. Why we’re having these thoughts and fears 11 days into marriage? I’m not sure. But I’m glad we did. He held me tight, stroked my back with his fingertips, wiped my tears, reassured me, challenged me, ran his fingers through my hair, gave me the sweetest kisses I’ve ever felt. He was incredible.

I’ve had many nights filled with tears. Where I’m stuck in my bed, alone, and have to just get over it, on my own. (With Christ of course). But I must say that having my husband by my side is by far one of the best things that has ever happened to me.

This, my friends, is Ephesians 5 in action.

I just want someone to tell me to my face that everything is going to be okay, like on Source Code....

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:19:00 -0700

I just want someone to tell me to my face that everything is going to be okay, like on Source Code. I want a big walloping hug and I want to cry with someone. I want a friend who I can tell everything to and be able to entrust them with what I’ve told them, that they won’t turn their back on me and leave me in the dust of their own busy life. I want a friend who I can laugh with and have inside jokes with, someone who’ll actually stop and take the time to hang out with me like normal friends do.

But all this is probably too much to ask for right now. I have to keep waiting until God sends me someone. I just really hope that it’s soon.

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Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:13:59 -0700

upstatealicat: C.S. Lewis was a very wise, Godly man. A lot of...

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:13:05 -0700

upstatealicat:

C.S. Lewis was a very wise, Godly man. A lot of what he wrote and said is a well-needed slap in the face.

damarisliliana: Regina Spektor - Laughing With No one laughs at...

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:03:46 -0700

damarisliliana:

Regina Spektor - Laughing With

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’ve lost all they’ve got
And they don’t know what for

If I'm weird with you, I'm comfortable with you.

Tue, 09 Aug 2011 23:43:35 -0700

lauramarieomg:

Because I have nowhere else to put this and no one else to talk to.

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 23:58:24 -0700

TODAY:

2nd day with a wonderful new puppy. Go to Rendezvous. Get hugged by people I haven’t seen in weeks who actual seem to not ignore me unlike the rest of the planet. She ignores me again. Not surprising. Have a great time with dogs there, go get ice cream. Go home and do whatever. And overall good day.

When we’re getting settled to watch Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back my mom comes upstairs with my dad after talking like they do a lot. She has the tissues out. It’s gonna be bad.
Then she breaks the news.

THEY’RE GETTING DIVORCED.

Then the silent tears start rolling.
Now what? I’m a mess. She said that they’re more like roommates and good friends. That she grew up and can move on now or something.

I said, “Why bother?” while trying to suck in sobs.

She said that it was so that if they meet other people yadda yadda yadda.
And I’m thinking WHAT IF YOU DON’T???? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS TO US???? I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE GOING TO STAY AND EVERYTHING’S GOING TO STAY THE SAME (THIS YEAR). YOU STILL GET ALONG SO STAY MARRIED AND DON’T BREAK MY HEART LIKE THIS!!!!

You mention counseling FAH! You think I want to talk to someone else about this? I already understand it! I don’t want someone to try and talk me out of my feelings right now, okay??

And the extra little stab; she already has a “friend” named Chris. WHY??

RIP MY HEART OUT AND DO THE RAIN DANCE ON IT WHY DON’T YOU

I can tell my dad really hated the conversation. He hated to see us kids crying and torn up over this. It looks like my mom talked him into it to me.

I just wish I had someone to cry with right now. Like that woman from Haiti who came to youth group that one time and just held me as we both cried together.

I hate this.

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Sun, 07 Aug 2011 23:44:10 -0700

conflicting: light leak (by Liis Klammer)

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 23:43:24 -0700

conflicting:

light leak (by Liis Klammer)

churchstuff: ” We’re discovering one of the universe’s greatest...

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 23:08:51 -0700

churchstuff:

” We’re discovering one of the universe’s greatest creative wonders, star birth… Jets of gas, exploding outwards at 200,000 kilometers an hour, blasting dust and gas out for millions of kilometers, It’s unbelievably violent - but look at the results, it’s beyond words. Nebula, vast glowing clouds of gas, hanging in space. With no wind out here, they’ll take thousands of years to disperse. They seem to be forming a vast stellar sculpture, and makes you realize nature is more than a scientist and engineer - It’s an artist on the grandest of scales. We’ve seen some strange sights, but this is a masterpiece. “
- Journey to the Edge of the Universe (2008)

“Artist on the grandest of scales” = God :) teeheehee, what a nice name to call Him!