Soul Recoginition

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and body with grief. My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak.

Such a heavy heart for a soul so beautiful.

Don’t let your heavy heart drag you down.

Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I’m heavy, like there’s too much gravity on my heart.

don’t rush the connection. take it day by day. water it as you go. grow in patience, in love, and in spirit.

I wish people could pay more attention to the songs I like, because the lyrics are the words I’m too scared to say.

I wish people could pay more attention to the songs I like, because the lyrics are the words I’m too scared to say.

I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad and beautiful.

*AGGRESSIVELY FORWARDS TO EVERY GUY I KNOW*