Cia

without Christ I am nothing at the end of the day… at my lowest who else was there ?

Drunk in the backseat of my best friends car crying to Wonderwall and Hey jude

There’s a print of Christ on the cross on my heart

So why don’t I have a perfect noodle bra strap tan line right now… Wait this is actually triggering me

I enjoy buying clothes far too much. I’m sorry Friedrich Engels and Karl Marx

I don’t know what to do with my hair !!!! I don’t know what outfit to wear !!!!!

Putting yourself out there with the aspiration of love and connection will never be embarrassing

I am drifting away from so much people this summer, at first it puzzled and saddened me but it is really for the best. Growing apart doesn’t always have to be something full of hatred and anger and i’ve learnt this this summer. I’ve also learnt that God will remove those causing you hurt, even if it’s hard for you to detach