That feeling when you read words over and over again and they begin to mean nothing, no matter if they were a sincere effort to encourage or God-breathed.
So what's gonna work?
haha I'm depressed. haha.
I feel like I'm going to die in a car crash.
Why can I confess so much here? Do I want to be heard? Do I want to be found? Do I want to be saved?
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rereading what I wrote about the rain is helping me calm down
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