im just sad and lonely and bad at math
or, just bad at math.
- Me: *sits in towel for 6 months after showering*
- me: i'm just going to rest my eyes for 5 minutes
- me: wakes up february 5th, 2098
i hate when i lose things at school like my pencils and papers and life ambitions
To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.
Why I doubt that sometimes? I blame the devil getting a hold of me.
God created me to follow Him.
Sheeeeesh, He loves us. God has such a better life for us when we follow Him.” —