I think I'm going to try not to let my past affect the present as much... or my future.
I think that's a good one.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Summer 2008
I suppose my summer went very well as opposed to last summer. I grew in many different ways: as a human, as a Christian, and even in various relationships I think I grew stronger. It's not as if this summer, this two-month span of time, has changed everything about me, but I've certainly had experiences that led me to realize who truly cares about me and who I will always, always care for.




Saturday, July 26, 2008
Life and Stuff.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
"Sweet Rose"
I love the way things always work themselves out.
Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
-Matt Costa
My sweet rose
As the two of us grow
I want you to know that nothing's quite as bad
As it seems when you're so sad
So remember my rose, remember my rose
My sweet rose
I'd like to say
I'd like to say no one always gets their way
And no one always thinks the same
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
My sweet rose
As the two of us change
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
My sweet rose I want to be,
I want to be the one to hold you tight
Have faith in me I'll be alright
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
-Matt Costa
My sweet rose
As the two of us grow
I want you to know that nothing's quite as bad
As it seems when you're so sad
So remember my rose, remember my rose
My sweet rose
I'd like to say
I'd like to say no one always gets their way
And no one always thinks the same
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
My sweet rose
As the two of us change
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
My sweet rose I want to be,
I want to be the one to hold you tight
Have faith in me I'll be alright
My rose, remember my rose
When the seasons change
And the sky turns grey
When the leaves turn brown
I'll be around
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
I want you to know that nothing stays the same
But you and I, we will remain
My rose, remember my rose
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