Twice.

Missed. Why.

That time. That was the only time I wanted to rebel and sin so badly to make myself happy. I didn't. Yet I felt no 'accomplishment' by not sinning.

The first major covet issue ever. Sigh. ugh ugh ugh.

Live.

Psalms 119:9
How can a young man keep his ways pure? By living according to Your word.

Matthew 5:13-16
13. You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.
14. You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.
15. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.
16. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.

Philippians 2:14-15
14. Do everything without complaining or arguing,
15. So that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked generation, in which you shine like stars in the universe.

This is my prayer.

Holy

People can feel it if you're just plain more enthusiastic or, you're putting up a facade on your holiness.
Why people do that? I really do not understand.

Facade on a facade is worse. Good luck with that.

Liars

We are the best there is in the world.
Ignorance is your new best friend.

Kena tipu

The damned are the self-deceivers.

Oh, I'm crashing downnnn. Spilt my own cup.

Fake faces have the slightest chance to survive through the misery!

TAK BOLEHHH

Can't write for nuts!

Reso?

pixel to pixel, cover-to-cover is all I aim for this year.

Not striving to be better than anyone, but I know it is a need to do it. Definitely.

I want to grow. Been stagnant too long. Way too long.

It's worth it.

Basic Instuctions Before Leaving Earth!

Lifelong investment.

p.s. I love guys who write well. Guys as in males. No i'm not sexist.

Cond

I've got what I need. I can breathe.

I'm more than fine. More than just okay.

Out

of shape. Body and fingers. NUUUU. ):

Typos are so rampant nao. ): yikes. maybe is the keyboard ahhhhhh.

Follow your heart?

nah. Lead instead.

Not a mere wish.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.

- St. Francis of Assisi (via dinosrawr)

(Source: abutterflyforchrist, via awakeningmyheart)

Conscience.

You can't fool it. Really.

Exp.

My ceiling to be your floor.

Catch the robber.

To even possess a thought that I'm simply better than others....

That's criminal.

Judged.

Have I not learn how to love, instead of judging people around me?
Sometimes unknowingly and subconsciously, wham.

I look myself with disgust and contempt. Surely it is not what I want to become.
I've made a monster out of myself, a mess of me.
If judgments fill my thoughts, there won't be room for me to love anymore.

Matthew 7:1-2.

Expectancy.

Gotta kill it off this time around. It has certainly killed me the last time around.

Deficient.

I try my hardest to please everybody around me.

I also wish someone would do the same for me.
Where's that Joy.

Dry.

I've been pouring so much at my end.
To see one coming my way is like a needle in a haystack that has been found.
I've given in abundance, yet people. People.

All I need is some genuine sincerity.

No support.

Losing my cool.