I’m supposed to be taking medical-related courses but. I like the idea of paying my bills out of something that I like to do. I guess, I already am a quarter age of a century, and it would be nice to be doing something that I like to do for the rest of my earthly existence.

*nerds out*


I don’t want to ever be forgetful about what everyone had done for me.
How deeply You blessed me through them.
How terrifying Your love and kindness is.

I see so much of You in them.

I see so much of You in him.

I’m really not trying to sound like “emo” or “edgy” at all.

But it was much more convenient being alone. Going through everything alone. And not having to worry about inconveniencing anyone. Nor cause an imposition or trouble.

Yet it’s also hard to unlearn it, too.


even now, i still can’t understand.
how could you be so kind.
how could you give me so much.
how could you step beyond the line.

you had no idea how much that nearly destroyed me.

and i have no idea why i am questioning all the wonderful deeds which you had only given me.

i don’t understand.

“thank you for being you”.

who ever says things like that these days?

thank you for the gift of family though.
thank you, for your love.