your guardian angel just woke up from a nap

“I meant what I said before. You should be with whoever you want to be. But— I really want that guy to be me.”

The last rain of the season doesn’t just mark a change in weather. It’s also the moment unpredictability begins to fade into clarity. A phrase suddenly comes to my mind. “The sky is always beautiful after the rain.” And for the first time, I think it truly is beautiful.

Imagine you kiss your "platonic" girlbestfriend on the mouth then watch her get married to your tall man big eye crush because you told them to and then your friend you met not even six months ago goes

“You came. I couldn’t miss your big moment, could I? You are— fucking incredible.”

"When a foreigner resides among you in your land, do not mistreat them. Love them as yourself." (Leviticus 19:33-34)

Tanrak. I'm seriously asking you. Do you really believe in God? Like, do you truly believe wholeheartedly? I believe God is real. I believe my parents are with him up there. You really believe that? If you have enough faith, you'll feel his presence yourself.