&the beauty.
&the beauty.
The ship was sinking; we were drinking, singing one last song,
Casting our gold into the ocean.
You grabbed a bucket, started screaming, "Come on, come on",
Trying to slow the downward motion.
Back in the kingdom, we were kings and queens and Oh, so strong
That God himself could not contain us.
We never thought we'd be the shorter half of sword and gun.
Now god himself could never save us.
Waves of silver, waves of gold
Are coming now to take me,
To separate my body from my soul
And Jesus leaves or takes me.
Hopes of heaven, fears of hell
Tell me, what's the chance I'll make it.
All my other plans have failed,
And all this time I've faked it.
We started sinking, drinking water from the open sea
Losing our bodies to the ocean.
You grabbed my hand and started screaming, "rescue me"
Together fight the downward motion.
Back in the kingdom we were kings and queens and Oh, so strong
That god himself just had to show us.
We never thought we'd see the colder side of land and sea
But he's the only one who knows us.
Waves of silver, waves of gold
Are coming now to take me,
To separate my body from my soul
And Jesus either leaves or takes me.
Hopes of heaven, fears of hel
lTell me, what's the chance I'll make it.
All my other plans have failed,
And all this time I've faked it.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
its no good at all
to see yourself
and not recognize your face
out on my own
its such a scary place
the answers are all inside of me
all i gotta do
is believe
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
today was a day of surprises. i shall not elaborate. i don't want to go to school tomorrow. at least not to queenstown. i want to be gone as suddenly as i appeared there. on the plus side, dance is starting very soon. this sunday, i cannot wait. you know why? cos dance is always fun. i don't think i want to go to web. it annoys me, kind of. i don't trust God anymore. there are many sides of my life. i don't know how to glue it together. i've tried asking God for answers, but i've had enough. i've tried to piece it together, but i don't think its happening.
mrs dass pissed me off a whole load today. anyway, i'm going to go.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
| You Are a Kinetic Learner |
![]() You learn best by doing, and you have a talent for complicated, physical tasks. You excel at athletics, drama, and fixing things. You would be an excellent Olympic athlete - or a Broadway star! |
You are Milk Chocolate |
![]() A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds. You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life. Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago. |
You Make a Great First Impression |
![]() You can handle almost any social situation with grace, even the tricky ones. Strangers often find you charming and interesting. You are often remembered fondly. Even if you're not naturally outgoing, you can make conversation with anyone if you need to. Whether you were born this way or had to work to get here, you are definitely charismatic. You're popular and well liked. People definitely look forward to being around you. Your social connections bring you a full and rich life. You understand how important it is to make a lasting impression. |
People Envy Your Confidence |
![]() You have the attitude and self esteem to take on anything. Failure is beyond not an option for you - it doesn't even cross your mind. People envy your ability to take on any challenge ... and they're secretly afraid you think you're better than them. You don't. You're just sure of yourself. |
&the beauty.
&the beauty.
Food. Desses. Flowers. Bears. Jelly. Travelling. Jonas Brothers. Miley. Wizards! Z&C. High School Stories. MTV/Disney in general. Books. Writing. Observing. Riding. FB. The Bible. My Momma. My dad. My sister. My brother. My piano. My book collection. Dolphins. Sharks. The ocean. Holidays. Sleeping. Rooney. SUBWAYS. Muse. Paramore. Elisa. HSM. Hairspray. Dancing. Acting.
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