nothing like coming home and spending twenty minutes or more going through the two billion posts or so that happened between now and this morning…. o.o I have to admit though… I don’t mind it… it’s enjoyable… and I get to see some cool stuff…. and then not so cool stuff….
I feel bad though cause then I start just reblogging all these cool pictures I find and then I feel like I’m going to turn into one of those blogs that’s nothing but pictures and crap… do you realize how few people actually sit down to blog deep, carried on, and meaningful thoughts… i mean… not to be rude… but if I wanna see a billion pictures… I’ll go google or bing surfing. I’m on here to hear other people’s opinions, and become their friends (not just a follower) and such and do all that other great tumblr stuff… I would love to read a few more personal thoughts and a little less reblogs sometime is what I’m trying to say I guess. I mean yeah I get it, someone can say everything you have to say in a single picture… but still… there’s something that in your mind. idk… I guess i shouldn’t be saying how others run their tumblr. XP
anyway… I had a cool weekend… hung out with some good friends… had a blasty blast friday :D looking forward to a hopefully even better one this week. finals… yeah those can go die. they suck. and my computer teacher beat me again at chess today -.- blah…
but yeah… that’s my such and my thoughts… if you read this… thanks…. you’re cool…. you get a highfive :D -highfive- Have an awesomemacious day tumblr peepz! God bless (:
When you carry the Bible, Satan gets a headache.....When you open it, he collapses....When he sees you reading it he faints....When he sees you living it, he flees......And just when you are about to repost this, he'll try to discourage you. I JUST DEFEATED HIM!!!! REBLOG
“The Christian life is not a constant high. I have my moments of deep discouragement. I have to go to God in prayer with tears in my eyes, and say, ‘O God, forgive me,’ or ‘Help me.’”—Billy Graham (via princessofpeace)
I just realized I have this amazing little button on my tumblr that looks like a file cabinet, and its an archive that shows all my posts in this little brick-tile visual format… 0.0 all the way back to my first one…. i was like “OH MY FLIPPIN GOODNESS” mainly because… i realized how weird my first posts were, considering I know nothing about blogging 0.0 and that I didn’t know my tumblr was that fancy… or what half the buttons on my page do XD I’m scared to click the rest… I’ll just feel less intelligent X)
This dude has an awesome section where he does these cool pics of certain parts of song lyrics. You can send in a request and he’ll make one for you! It’s pretty sick! He also reblogs all these amazing pictures of like… life scenery and stuff.
Didn’t sleep fantastically well last night… I woke up in tears… I don’t completely understand why…
and then the song “Life After Death (and Taxes)” by Relient K kinda of crept in and raped my mind… so yeah….
going to be a chill day… with my mood right now… I’ll probably end up posting some threateningly long “deep thought” post later today… so… prepare to do alot of scrolling as you skip through my bit of madness XD
goodmorning tumblr peepz.. and for all my new followers! thank you :D
Discontentment: (lyrics) I am so sick and tired of being tired. This new trend of fitting God into our beliefs. Screw putting God in a box we’ve molded him into a scapegoat that feeds our own selfish plots. You have no excuse your ignorance is nothing but a lie. You claim to believe in…
Beautiful bride Body of Christ One flesh abiding Strong and unifying
We’re not gonna fall and forget How far You went to pick us up If one part’s hurt the whole body’s sick If one part mourns we all mourn with Him Rejoice, and we’ll sing with you Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I screw things up… in a bad way… quite frequently. What’s worse is I don’t plan it… and I can easily cause by just one or a few easily poorly chosen words. I don’t intend to cause trouble… but I end up saying that one thing… that will just anger a person for good. I suddenly become their least favorite person, and any hint at talking to them turns into either a hellfire of rage, or the coldest shoulder possible. I hate it. I don’t want things to be screwed up… … but I screw them up anyway.
“Remember the threat from which it was said
“You will reap every seed that you sow”
And the tomb where you lay is the bed that you made
Be still in the pain that you wrote
See now, every scar is a choice you make
Every choice is a vow you take
Take pity upon your fate, you coward”—Demon Hunter