My heart is broken. Not like OMG there was this boy and he dumped me and now I'm crying my life out kind of broken. It's like how a car is broken, or my pancreas. It's broken as in it doesn't work right. Something is wrong. I see it in patterns in my life over and over again. It's not something that hugs or chocolate can fix (though I'll still take
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And I'd love to live with you and go to a real school, but with only two classes left to take, I'd only be a short term roomie.
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Matthew 7:9-11
God is good, and He's got my best interests in mind. And He won't send anything my way that He hasn't equipped me to handle. He's not up there twiddling His thumbs waiting for me to pray a stupid prayer so He can send a lightning bolt of disaster into my life.
What kind of degree are you getting? What are you doing next? Gonna go to a real school or get a job or go disappear into the Appalachians?
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I don't even know what I'm doin for the summer, let alone after school :)
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