ad nauseam, and a thought
I'm going to go ahead and post my original thoughts, and then I'll end with something I just saw this very moment.
I still have days, and today was one of them, where I get absolutely sick to death of looking at everyone else's. When the fuck do I get one of my own. I'm tired of envying everyone else's. I'm tired.
Just now I popped over to a blog I rarely visit, and this thought was posted:
"Patience is believing in God's timing."
Indeed it is.
I still have days, and today was one of them, where I get absolutely sick to death of looking at everyone else's. When the fuck do I get one of my own. I'm tired of envying everyone else's. I'm tired.
Just now I popped over to a blog I rarely visit, and this thought was posted:
"Patience is believing in God's timing."
Indeed it is.