He will never truly know how his word shattered my insides. Standing in the cold listening to how unhappy he is. Shattered me. we are okaay, but I look at him differently. I don't think he truly wants me anymore... I think hes just telling me what I need to hear. I don't believe his sweet words
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Every now and then, write a letter to someone who has inspired you. I sent a note to my first boss, telling him how much I learned from him, and thanking him for recognizing - and telling me - I had talent. Don't wait - if you wait too long, you will regret not doing something so simple. Do it this week.
I was slowly getting over him and the words that he had spoken then taken back. But then he said them again and this time it felt different than before. Yet you took them back again and now I'm right back on the floor with tears and pain tearing me apart. Once again wishing you weren't so afraid to let me in. But fear distorts everything and you can't see what I see because it's easier to walk away than to risk it all when there's a chance of pain.
Many people fail to realize that we as people are not free to judge others, no matter what religion you are, yet they seem to think most Christians are stuck on our selves, i'M A FREE-THINKER, thank you much !!! everyone has a right believe as the wish, and i'm not free to judge you, just respect me in my beliefs and all will be well!!! AMEN