i was supposed to see my best guy friend today.
but fate hates me. it's amazing how you can be close to someone you've only seen five times, have a deep friendship, and still come back to that person when all is said and done. i've done shit to him and he's done shit to me and yet, somehow we're still friends with one common denominator holding us together. fate's a bitch.
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My life has been taken into God's hands. I am the clay and He is the potter, sculpting me for his Ultimate Plan. Bring it on, World, My God is bigger than you are.
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