i am so happy with life
i fuckin' love god
i don't like to cuss anymore
but seirously he makes being happy so much fun
i don't even know why i'm so happy all the time now
i'm content i guess,
and i guess i'm happy because god makes me happy
i ask people how they are because i suppose i care,
and i can't help but to ask them
whether or not i'm pissed at how no one messages me.
it's like, no one messages god,
but god always is wondering how you are.
he doesn't care if you hate him
he just cares how you are.
if you're down, i hope you get better.
and i'm willing to help.
god is the same way you know
i can't even help it though. i'm a nice person and i want everything to be good and happy.
i have a better time since i'm happy and i don't bring anyone else down
and i'm not always pissed about things.
i keep going with two lines and then a space in between,
i don't know why i'm doing this.
but i just forgot what i was going to say
because i had to type that last thing
oh, how my bike was stolen, like i wanted to be pissed because my bike was gone
because my bike was my everything before, and then it was gone
i knew it was gone for a reason, like god had taken it away or soemthing
but i seriously didn't know whyyyyyyyyyyyyy
i really want to know why
but quite possibly, it happened so i oculd spend more time spending time with people that could change my life.
maybe because i ended up spending 2 days with the biggest christian family i know,
and riding 25 miles with them, and riding that four wheeler made me feel incredible.
like, i almost want to question, is that what i want to do with my life?
ride four wheelers a lot. i mean, i want to do something with cars, and engineering, and mechanics.
shifting it, mudding with it, topping it out and flying trough these trials.
even though the dirt bikes were way ahead of me, it was still awesome.
i'm so happy i swear to god.
i don't know what could bring me down.
it only goes up from here.
and maybe down couple times, but that's okay.
i don't like to cuss anymore
but seirously he makes being happy so much fun
i don't even know why i'm so happy all the time now
i'm content i guess,
and i guess i'm happy because god makes me happy
i ask people how they are because i suppose i care,
and i can't help but to ask them
whether or not i'm pissed at how no one messages me.
it's like, no one messages god,
but god always is wondering how you are.
he doesn't care if you hate him
he just cares how you are.
if you're down, i hope you get better.
and i'm willing to help.
god is the same way you know
i can't even help it though. i'm a nice person and i want everything to be good and happy.
i have a better time since i'm happy and i don't bring anyone else down
and i'm not always pissed about things.
i keep going with two lines and then a space in between,
i don't know why i'm doing this.
but i just forgot what i was going to say
because i had to type that last thing
oh, how my bike was stolen, like i wanted to be pissed because my bike was gone
because my bike was my everything before, and then it was gone
i knew it was gone for a reason, like god had taken it away or soemthing
but i seriously didn't know whyyyyyyyyyyyyy
i really want to know why
but quite possibly, it happened so i oculd spend more time spending time with people that could change my life.
maybe because i ended up spending 2 days with the biggest christian family i know,
and riding 25 miles with them, and riding that four wheeler made me feel incredible.
like, i almost want to question, is that what i want to do with my life?
ride four wheelers a lot. i mean, i want to do something with cars, and engineering, and mechanics.
shifting it, mudding with it, topping it out and flying trough these trials.
even though the dirt bikes were way ahead of me, it was still awesome.
i'm so happy i swear to god.
i don't know what could bring me down.
it only goes up from here.
and maybe down couple times, but that's okay.