people see me as a jerk, someone who doesn't understand pain.
i'm constantly out of style and everyone has to tell me so.
i would enjoy telling my friends to never talk to me again.
the fast-pace "real" world will trample me as soon as i step in.
someone else on the planet would be better at being me.
that the statements are true, that i was found in a garbage can.
everyone is scared that i will hurt them in one way or another.
my childhood could have been just a lie and i was never innocent.
i would prefer dying before anyone close to me did in a horrific way.
my dad may have a point for being so pessimistic in his world view.
whatever situation it may be, it could be worse...and with sharks.
the concept of teen romance may be my second biggest fear.
my life would have been easier as a mega hermit.
i chose engineering to avoid having to actually think about the future.
our society is going down the drain within the next two generations.
some brothers like drama and relationships more than sisters do.
i use my head way more than my heart, yet i'm emotional. what?
too much of the past can hurt you, but i think about it anyways.
about how i've practically failed to accomplish my dreams of farming.
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but all these fluttering thoughts are unimportant to me, to my soul.
although my flesh may wander, the Spirit remains the same.
transforming me so that i may conform to Christ, help me set
my mind on things above this world. help me find true love.
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