“I wish for my words to make someone feel, I wish for my words to make someone heal.”

We’re not far from home.

To bloom is to grow. To grow is to know the one who created x Died for my soul.

Maybe I’ll do something that the world will see, but I think its enough to know my father see’s me.

We spend so much time avoiding death that we forget to take time to truly live.

The dawn is our reminder; fresh start come with the rising sun, and all life was made new when the sun rose, too.

Tears – they water the soil of your soul, they sink in deep and help your spirit to grow.

Hope remains. The light will stay. You are held and seen and covered in grace.

Sometimes you cant find the words to say. And you know what? that’s okay. Your presence still matters.

Let’s go on an adventure, oh, the place we will go! and with you by my side, I am always at home.

I have never gone too far to be unloved by you.

The way we obey teaches us much about who we really trust.

I lift my hands in praise and all else begins to fade, for you are all that matters; lord take all of me.

I want to leave a legacy.

And just like a flower each of us will bloom in our own time.

Just because there are clouds in the sky, that doesn’t mean that the stars don’t shine.

Just because there are clouds in the sky, that doesn’t mean that the stars don’t shine.

Feeling and owning our own shit instead of working it out on others is key.

One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.

The more one thinks, the more one feels the hopeless immensity of man’s ignorance.

If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her – then don’t let her go

I feel confident because I’m the best player in the world. It’s that simple.

I am suddenly overwhelmed with regret, it’s a new feeling for me, and I don’t find it at all pleasurable.

The best feeling in the world is knowing that you actually mean something to someone.

I figure all any kid needs is hope and the feeling he or she belongs.