Undescribably Thinkable
04 December 2012
30 November 2012
Tasha Cobbs!!!!!!!!!!!!
She is slowly becoming one of my favorite worship leaders...
May I present to you: Tasha Cobbs
I just bought this next one a couple minutes ago....
...goosebumps? Yeah me too.
28 November 2012
Glass Box
Have you eveer been in a room so quiet, you can almost hear your heart beating?
A room so still, you can pretty much hear your large and small intestines digesting the food you ate earlier?
A place so quiet, that I swear I heard the nerves in my brain firing off, trying to understand why I'm always be myself.
Trying to comprehend why my "bestfriend" really isn't my bestfriend.
Trying to cope with the fact that standing alone really isn't all that it's cracked up to be.
Wanting to tell people that being "solo dolo" can almost be a nightmare and that if you have an inner circle, value them, love them, because everyone doesn't have one.
Everyone wasn't blessed with friendships that started in elementary and are still going on today. That, my friend, is a blessing.
I mean yeah, I do enjoy my "alone time"
And no I don't like being around a lot of people all the time, but oh sweet Jesus, standing alone gets tiresome.
This cross gets heavy.
Have you ever been inside a room full of people and still felt like you were by yourself?
I have.
I feel like that all the time.
All, the time.
When people walk in and out of your life all the time, you're not really fazed when someone walks out. It's almost like I expect it.
I expect you to leave me by myself.
Iexpect you to find better friends.
I expect to suddenly be knocked off the mountain high pedestal you put me on and come crashing down into a forest of confusion.
And thats why I've learned to always carry a parachute.
Just in case today is one of those days someone decides to knock me off a pedestal, I won't come crashing down, I'll float down gently.
I pray that this glass box I'm in breaks one day.
I pray that one day, I'll have a steady group of friends.
That I won't be lonely anymore.
That I can watch an episode of "Friends" and not get sad.
That I can get on Twitter and not feel jealous when someone tweets about how awesoem their friends are.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm happy. I am. I'm a really happy person. I'd rather be here that where I came from. I'm just saying, I don't wanna be in this place, always.
I wrote that last part a couple months ago. So at this point, its a lie. I'm not happy. I'm not okay. I don't like being by myself.
A room so still, you can pretty much hear your large and small intestines digesting the food you ate earlier?
A place so quiet, that I swear I heard the nerves in my brain firing off, trying to understand why I'm always be myself.
Trying to comprehend why my "bestfriend" really isn't my bestfriend.
Trying to cope with the fact that standing alone really isn't all that it's cracked up to be.
Wanting to tell people that being "solo dolo" can almost be a nightmare and that if you have an inner circle, value them, love them, because everyone doesn't have one.
Everyone wasn't blessed with friendships that started in elementary and are still going on today. That, my friend, is a blessing.
I mean yeah, I do enjoy my "alone time"
And no I don't like being around a lot of people all the time, but oh sweet Jesus, standing alone gets tiresome.
This cross gets heavy.
Have you ever been inside a room full of people and still felt like you were by yourself?
I have.
I feel like that all the time.
All, the time.
When people walk in and out of your life all the time, you're not really fazed when someone walks out. It's almost like I expect it.
I expect you to leave me by myself.
Iexpect you to find better friends.
I expect to suddenly be knocked off the mountain high pedestal you put me on and come crashing down into a forest of confusion.
And thats why I've learned to always carry a parachute.
Just in case today is one of those days someone decides to knock me off a pedestal, I won't come crashing down, I'll float down gently.
I pray that this glass box I'm in breaks one day.
I pray that one day, I'll have a steady group of friends.
That I won't be lonely anymore.
That I can watch an episode of "Friends" and not get sad.
That I can get on Twitter and not feel jealous when someone tweets about how awesoem their friends are.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm happy. I am. I'm a really happy person. I'd rather be here that where I came from. I'm just saying, I don't wanna be in this place, always.
I wrote that last part a couple months ago. So at this point, its a lie. I'm not happy. I'm not okay. I don't like being by myself.
love and fireflies
22 November 2012
Thankful Post
Although this year has not been the ideal year for me, I realize that I have made it through nearly 11 months of 2012. For that, I thank the Most High for carrrying me through. He has not allowed me to let go and give up, so Lord I humble myself, and I thank you for holding my hand, and being there for me.
love and fireflies ♥
09 November 2012
25 October 2012
J. Cole- I'm a Fool
Enjoy.
I listened to Kendrick Lamar's "good kid, m.A.A.d city" btw. Not a fan. Extremely boring, and I swear one of those songs was like 12min long...according to youtube.
-love and fireflies
I will not chase you
I asked myself a question,
Do you think you're scarred from your relationship with
-A?
Heck yeah!!!
I extended my hand,
correction, I over-extended myself,
I reached far, far beyond my capacity.
So far in fact, that I fell.He never grabbed me.
He never reached out far enough to touch my hand.
He would twitch his finger, make me think he was about to
give back to me what I was giving. But he never did.So I fell.
F-E-L-L, I fell to the ground.
I embarrassed myself,
I lost self esteem,
I lost hope,
my smile,
my laugh,
My joy,
I lost understanding,
I lost my trust in God,
I lost my peace,
I lost, myself.
So be it. Walk away.
I won't chase you.
Now granted, I will reach out, I'll extend my hand, but only
so far. If you don't grab my hand in time, I'm snatching it away real quick and
it’s not coming back unless God himself tells me, "LaVonia, be nice, and
reach out to that person."
I don't believe I'm angry though.
If I am, I pray and ask God to release that.
Because I don’t wanna be angry. That's not good.
But I will admit, that that "relationship" changed
me.
It changed my mentality.
It changed the way I view people.
Because of him, I no longer over extend myself,I no longer chase people,
It’s almost like I welcome you to walk away.
This way, I can filter out all the fakies.
I know this makes me sound angry, or cold hearted, But I'm
not. I pray to God that I'm not. But, it's important to learn from your
mistakes.
The definition of insanity is repeating the same thing over
again but expecting a different outcome.
I would be insane, to do this all over again with everybody
else. And I understand that not everybody is like him, and again, that’s why I
said I will extend my hand. But if you don't take my hand, I'm not going to
force you.
-love and fireflies
18 October 2012
Romney-Obama
Can I just say how much I hate to hear Romney speak? He is utterly rude, he never answers the questions given, and he's constantly caught in his lies.
Tuesday's debate: I wanted to throw my shoe at the TV, but suppressed my aggression. I don't appreciate Romney telling the people (us) that he's going to make everything better, but never goes into detail on EXACTLY how he's gonna do all these miraculous things. How can you lead a country with no clear path on how to get there? Secondly, I, along with the rest of my TL on twitter, did not appreciate his disrespect toward the President. After numerous occasions in which Romney interrupted the President to straighten out his own lies, he had a problem with Obama interrupting him during one of the questions. I wonder how Michelle felt at that moment.
Neither candidate is perfect, in my opinion, but I think it's important to weigh out the pro and cons. For me personally, Obama has more pros than cons, and that is why he will receive my vote come Nov. 6. Although Romney and I are in agreement about gay marriage and abortion, I've heard too many negatives from him that directly effect my life. Supposedly, he said that the only people who deserve to go to school are those who can afford it. (pause) So what he's saying is, I am unworthy of an education because I and my parents do not have the funds to pay for it? False. Yes those with the most money typically have a better education and a better job, but that's only because they can pay for it! They don't have to dig themselves in a hole only to repay Sallie Mae with the money they made from their job in which they went into debt for!
He also feels that parents should be the ones to pay for school, out of their pockets, as though we're all rich and can afford to pay thousands of dollars per year. Not so.
Back to Obama. I think voting him out of office would be a bad idea solely because I feel like his job is not done. We're in a middle of a race in which we cannot afford to turn around and change drivers. I'm sticking with Obama, I think the promise lies with him.
(I did not mean to make the majority of this post about how much I don't like [not hate] Romney)
-love and firelies
How many times have I apologized?
I've lost count on how many times I've apologized for the neglect of my blog and followers. I'm quite sure by now my followers couldn't care less if I blogged or not. And there is honestly no excuse for my lack of blogging. But nontheless, I will make a conscious effort to take time to blog. Writing is one of my few healing mechanisms.
-love and fireflies
10 May 2012
04 May 2012
The feeling you get when you've finished your last final and have no clue of what to do with your life
Took my last final, chemistry. #shrug
I don't believe I aced it, but don't think I failed either
*God, touch the mind, heart and hands of the person who grades my exam. Let them have sympathy on me*
:-)
I don't believe I aced it, but don't think I failed either
*God, touch the mind, heart and hands of the person who grades my exam. Let them have sympathy on me*
:-)
03 May 2012
How many people can say this?
"I was one who never spoke unless it improved upon silence. Tell them that I never moved unless it improved upon stillness"
-Carvens Lissaint, Tell Them
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