"I know you've been abandoned, but don't abandon ship on me."

Just know like a winter white as snow, you've been forgiven. come back to me. i know right now that don't mean anything.
From a father to his daughter
My prodigal child, come back to me
From a sinner to his Maker
Your prodigal son is on his knees
Sweet God, please hold on to me
Sweet God, hold her please, oh please
The day she tries to fly
Hold me, the day I try to fly

come on sam, you don't even have feathers.



good day.
still worrying. but i somehow am realizing I DONT CONTROL ANYTHING. there is nothing for me to control. none of it is mine. NONE.

engrave that in my stubborn head Jesus because it's getting really hard to remember.

i said a comment in class about never dreaming, and last night i had a dream for the first time in a while, and my teacher said that when people don't dream it could be because they are so stressed.

wow. so right.
i feel like i should get a stomach ulser or something from worrying so much.
waisted efforts, silly girl.
you don't own anything to worry about. jeeze.