Monday, February 11, 2008

how strange then, how we behave in the face of change, when we know that change is inevitable. how strange then, how we behave in the face of irony, when we know that irony is part and parcel of our everydays.

i'm glad, then, that i've changed, i'm glad, then, that i've grew. i'm glad that i've came home, to Him who never forsakes, to Him whose mercies are new every morning.

i'm not perfect, only He is, and i still need to continue growing, continue striving to be a better person, and i need to stop judging others, for who am i to judge? i ask only that i have love like His to love the unlovely, like He first loved me.

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❤ enhui, 12:32 AM 0 comments

... a wild flower dies
where it blooms

so let me be
a wild flower

its death shall be
the fading of beauty

-suchoon mo

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