February 2012
16 posts
Farewell.
Lent.
This time around I am giving up sweets and fun stuff online. Therefore, good-bye to Tumblr til Easter. It is my hope that I will spend my time in more worthwhile and God-honoring pursuits!
“I brake for birds. I rock a lot of polka dots. I have touched glitter in the...”
– -Jess (New Girl)
just don’t call her adorkable (via myroaringtwenties)
Watchzooeydeschanel:
Best night of my life!!!
yessssssssssss
“10 Ways To Remain FriendZone Free Never know too much about him . Just ask most...”
– Vanessa King (Hellogiggles.com) Oh My God I’m doomed. (via nehamodi)
oooopppsies
sometimes a blast from the past is just the thing to keep my mind and heart intrigued;)
It’s amazing how God is there inevery little thing. I mean everything. He cares about me so much, and He is even there in the most insignificant ways that actually aren’t insignificant at all.
My lips will glorify You because Your faithful love is better than life.
Everyday new mercies abound. I cannot recount all the examples, because I have forgotten, and some I am sure that I...
that awkward moment when...
you say how excited you are about the pantoum you just wrote
he asks, “what’s it about?”
you stumble over the words “…nothing. i mean- that’s not the point…”
you try to cover and explain about the unique form, but your cheeks are burning.
the poem is about him. about you. about forever. about never. mostly never.
I wanted to say. I wanted to...
attempting to write a pantoum.
January 2012
20 posts
"Room for Cream," a devotion →
This is a link to a devotional website I’ve been reading. It’s written by women, for women. All the devotionals I have read so far have been really encouraging to me, so if you want to check out a quick little devotion, I recommend this site. (it’s part of Proverbs 31 Ministries….)
“I still dream of my hearts abusive keeper.
You are my fairytale version of the...”
– B.E.Fitzgerald (via thelyricaldiaries)
Encouraging thought to live by:
When I stop striving to create a life for myself, I find the life God creates for me.
Just something for me to be reminded of as I head to the job fair!
the chase
so i don’t even know. but then, i don’t even care. I love you and your eccentricities—not in spite of them, but because of them and for them. you never cease to amaze me, disappoint me, impress me. doesn’t matter what emotion, because you make me FEEL something different and new everytime. sometimes it’s pain. sometimes it’s ecstasy. most of the time it’s...
“You will be out with friends
when the news of her existence
will be...”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via sierrademulder)
Really sad, but I love it.
tomorrow i have to submit a poem in my class. i wrote it before i really read the assignment, but it still works. this will be the first time I let this part of my heart and mind out into the open, into the light. talk about vulnerability. wow. maybe i should try writing about something other than pain and other emotions that crowd my heart, but then the poem would be hollow and empty. like my...
talking to you about your life—the part that im not part of—and other girls who you dance with. well that just sucks. aside from the subject matter and content of our discourse, I was swimming inside with the delight of your company, smile, and charm.
P.S. you looked handsome:)
blehhh resolutionsssss
i’m stickin’ to my guns>:(
shattered
i am a mirror
fallen from the wall
shattered into pieces
i wait
to be put back together
or to be swept away into the trash
the pain is in the cold, naked, exposure of the floor
where i wait
to see what will become of me
am i worth the repair?
am i even worth a broom?
i wait
it hurts to be shattered
it hurts to be broken
most of all, it hurts to be abandoned
but i wait
Be Resolved
Yes, my friends, the time has come for me to issue forth my resolutions for the new year and for the new me.
I have but a few to list, as I am uninspired at the moment, and I hope to resolve more in the future. These resolutions will have to do for the present:
First; my spiritual goals for the year.
1) I am trying to catch up in my ‘read through the Bible in a year’ plan. I am...
December 2011
41 posts
so angry. so numb. all i can do is stare.
“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.” Proverbs 13:12
Right now I am at the first line of this verse. I hope soon to be embracing the second line with full audacity. However, with the way this cookie crumbles, I will be lucky to have any fulfillment at all. Whenever I want something this bad, it never seems to happen. It’s like waking...
I got a sewing machine for Christmas, and today I made my first couple of projects: a sequin headband, two small napkins, and a silky pillow case to match my new favorite blankie! They all turned out pretty well for my first try. I’m looking forward to seeing what I can make. …and mostly i’m just excited because this blog (http://handmaderyangosling.tumblr.com) now applies to me...
“I think he can see through everything but my heart. First thought when I wake up...”
– Taylor Swift, I’d Lie
finally. I got more of you than you gave to others. more and before. it warmed my heart by two.
the sun. the shadows. the dirt. and yet so clean.
I laugh at my jokes, but do you laugh? do they make you smile? or do they worry you, because they reveal the truth? and maybe you’re not ready to deal with that truth. but like i said before, i’m a waiter.
I wish i was tough when it came...
waiting. waiting. waiting. I’m a busy waiter. I keep the hours full so I don’t dwell on the fact that I’m waiting, but I always know that I am. I might be writing, singing, playing an instrument, reading—but nevertheless, I am sitting. and waiting. Even a walk to somewhere always leads to a return trip back to the beginning. I’m pacing. then sitting. then pacing...
