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| This is what the LORD says: “When seventy years are completed for Babylon, I will come to you and fulfill my good promise to bring you back to this place. 11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. 14 I will be found by you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.”
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| lately, many things have been putting a smile on my face, how special is that? he's not going to let go, favour-ground. i'm holding your hands! and if i cry, it's not because i've lost hope, because i know things can only can better. and i'm going to keep reminding you that you aren't alone, so please remind me that i'm not either. | | |
| don't falter anymore, keep your feet and heart and head and hands where they belong. at least try, you goose! the soubrette's "metal heart slowed in imitation of fatigue, her musical box ran down until the notes separated themselves out of the tune..." but i'm above this. missing your reticence, and hating yours. (i think i made you up inside my head) why did it have to be a mad girl's love song? i'm drawing that thunderbird, it's a bit sketchy though, i can't really draw, and i prefer cats anyway. i'm ohkay now! i'm praying you're ohkay too, i'm here for you; you're my exception remember? coffeeshop girls. remember what you love; remember who you love; remember to love; remember love. or at least try to, silly. you silly. we're all silly. | | |
| Lovers, keep on the road you're on
Runners, until the race is run
Soldiers, you've got to soldier on
Sometimes, even the right is wrong/
They are turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But i have no doubt
One day, we're gonna get out | | |
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