Poison & Wine

I don't love you. 

But I always will.

Lost Forever.

I want to go back to Georgia. 

I want to longboard around Vashon.

I want to move to India for a year.

I want to live in Bellingham.

I want to pack up and leave. 

I'm always restless. 

Once Means Always.

"There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him."

-Isaiah 53:2

I may struggle with insecurities all my life, but atleast I am in good company.

The man that came to save the world wasn't loved or adored by people for the way he looked. So I guess I can deal with  my frustrations. 

Who really wants to be beautiful anyway. 

Oh, how little I really knew about you. 

It's sickening really.

This man tried to run over his girlfriend today less than 100 ft from where I was standing, with my mouth agape, and my coffee in hand. 

Some days, it all seems like too much. 

Yet, I know I've only had a glimpse of the horrors that await me in this world.

I promie i'm not turning back.

These women, and their children, they need me. They need to know they are loved.

They need to know someone is fighting for them. 

I'm not seeking comfortability.

I'm going beyond it.

Tell me it won't always be this way.

I build up my walls of security, but one ugly picture, or one rude remark, and those walls come tumbling down. 

Today is one of those days where those walls are just rubble on the ground. 

I think I'd like to know how to make them stand firm. 

To the point where no mere human can wreck them.

That would be nice.

Feelings at their Finest

I just can't seem to figure out if you love me or if you can't stand me.