date: Thursday, August 21, 2008 @ 10:37 pm
title: :l
My watch's gone. His arm's broken. He reached his lifeline.
And one song came floating inside my mind: '..Good bye my lover. my closest friend. You are the one. You are the one for me..'I need to get some clothes. help. I think I should go black. I'm a flop when it comes to fashion and colour matching and coding. Just seems to find it extremely difficult to put things together. I'm gonna marry a fashion designer and let her decide my day to day dressing. Argh.
Pain. Feeling pain everywhere inside out. In my Spirit. In my Soul. In my Flesh. This is how the Dying place feels like: I want to do what I want but I chose to set it aside for destruction onto God - consecration.
"I will give whatever I have to you, God. So to have more you. Jesus. Hence to experience your presences, Holy Spirit."
I love you, Father.
