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Amanda + Jacob by Paperback Films
“I don’t need you…But I choose you. Because God loved me, I have a choice.”
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i’ve been struggling a bit lately, but here’s what i know:
i know i have a heart for people. i know i have a heart for God. i know i have A LOT of love to give.
{I plan to start blogging again soon, here or maybe elsewhere but…will definitely be starting again soon. God is doing some huge things in my life and my heart}.
All these pictures of girls in shorts get like 10k notes. Reblog if you care about this potato
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The most importat things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them-words shrink things that seemed limitless inside your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried when you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for the want of a teller but for the want of an understanding ear.
“The Body”, Stephen King. (via candyheilman)
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It’s the one who says to his lover, “You have ruined me for any other attempt at love.” God does that. He ruins you for any other attempt at life. He’ll let you resist until you have nothing left. When it’s done, it’s done. He’ll drain you of you and the whole kick about this thing is, you’ll thank Him for it. A person can deny Him until their eyes bleed, but when it’s time, it’s time. There really is no other place to run. Is there?
