And He is jealous for me.
Love's like a hurricane, I am a tree.
And I realize just how beautiful You are,
and how great Your affections are for me..
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Sad.
"The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad tries to bite its lip and not cry and smile and go, "No, I'm happy for you"? That's when it's really sad." -John Mayer.
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