Pieces of a dreamer
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong. F. Scott Fitzgerald (via aprettypastiche)
helllonicola said:
hey! how are you? :)

I am great. the question is how you are?

snoo333 said:
have you found out who you really are yet? saw your post, not sure when it was posted. good luck

It has been a process of a long beautiful journey. I am finally becoming who I truly am on the inside. Thanks for asking!

Yes to the greatest degree. He saved me from death.

Your love and presence are always forever with me. You transcend time and space. No matter how I am feeling and how far I have strayed, You are there to welcome me with loving, open arms.
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words. – (via littlemisscharming)
One of the most beautiful things in life is when you praise and fully trust God to provide everything that you need to be victorious in the midst of adversity. In good times, it is easy to trust and praise God, but it takes a strong faith to praise Him in a sea of struggles that seemly can engulf you whole. This is what the gospel and taking up your cross is all about


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