We all hide behind what we feel others will accept instead of just being ourselves. We fear what others will think about us or what they will say but when you just look at the big picture it all seems so silly. We all live, we all breathe, we all sleep, we all eat, we are all the same. so many of us live wordly lives and one who is "saved" by god can clearly see this. i was saved and now everything in this world isnt really that important to me anymore. i feel that those who are saved, it is their duty to try to direct others to god and to be as much like jesus christ, our all loving all caring lord and savior. my grandma for me was that person i could always look back on say, wow she loved me unconditionaly no matter what or in any situation and in my eyes she was acting like Jesus. i later found out she had been saved also. we must spread this love to each other, even our enemies. we are told to love god with all our heart and to love the neighbor as thyself, this includes your enemies. can you imagine if everyone in the world acted like jesus..... something to think about love each other and go to god and ask Jesus into your life, what have you got to loose! Nathan

Broccoli looks like trees, but trees don't look like broccoli! I love mushrooms.

if you wait, chances are you will lose what you really wanted, if you dont wake up and see what you have, it will be gone, if you dont take the chance, the chance will go to someone else, so take the chance, see whats in front of you, open your eyes to the truth before the truth is no longer, before it is someone elses. --By Shaun P. Donahue

What if you were a mental person making up your one world as you go on not really living it just thinking it and you were spoke everyword out loud and everytime you mention what i am saying right now everyone thinks you are about to come out of this world you are makiing up but really your not and your whole life is made up in your head.

Here's my own personal quote .. only use it if you post my name. I'm a perfectionist trapped inside an imperfect person. - Paula Keller

WALLS AS it is in great honor that I have met you and such a honor that I've come to love you. In stregth I long to take you, while through strength you take me too. How love finds perfect balance Beyond the walls. Walls once built to protect us, Can now be used to elevate us, To see all the true beauty that surrounds us, On both sides of our wall!

doesnt it feels like at some moments the world just turns on you for about 10 minutes. but then you think its better but your not sure. im in love but i fear he can get bored of me or not want to be with me. this isnt gonna make sense at all but i just need to talk. and i hope who ever reads this doesnt judge me but looks into me and try to see who i am...anywoo kyle my baby i love him soooo much i just wish he could see and i wish he showed me how he says he loves me too like he says he does. i love the way he talks his voice is rly lk music to my ears..i love his big ol' hazel eyes that shine when he talks to me..i love his hair and how fluffy and fun it it..i love his smooth lips especailly when i kiss them..i just love EVERYTHING bout HIM!! no one will never know how much. we have soooooo much fun together but somethimes i can take his shit but i look past that out into the future he doesnt. i hate fighting with him but i hate being without him. im going to stop talking now. thanks for listening...or reading. -Chloe

WEll, when you look through my eyes wellif there closed you see my eyelids so when you are sleeping r u staring at ur eyelids or are ur eyes just shut?

Looking through my eyes Sometimes looking through my eyes is like looking through stevie wonders glasses. Everything is so dark,cold,and sometimes lonely. When I see people hurting,I can feel people's pain. Like I was left outside in the rain. So you neber know how people feel unless you feel how they feel inside. But you can kida get the feeling when you look into their eyes.

I have experienced many trials & tribulations in my few,23 years on this planet.I was raised by a single mother and had 2 sisters.Being the oldest was hard enough but also the only male.It has been a struggle.Through it all I refuse to just give up.This is my "philosophy"if you will,about life and its hardships-"If I were to just give up on life now,after all my struggle,would be meaningless.It would be like a child just learning to walk,but falls and skins his knee.Afterward deciding never to walk again,but deciding to do nothig but sit there."