Song Of The Day

 

In the dark, and I’m right on the middle mark
I’m just in the tier of everything that rides below the surface
And I watch from a distance seventeen
And I’m short of the others dreams of being golden and on top
It’s not what you painted in my head
There’s so much there instead of all the colors that I saw

We all are living in a dream
But life ain’t what it seems
Oh everything’s a mess
And all these sorrows I have seen
They lead me to believe
That everything’s a mess


But I wanna dream
I wanna dream
Leave me to dream

 In the eyes of a teenage crystallized
Oh, the prettiest of lights that hang the hallways of the home
And the cries from the strangers out at night
They don’t keep us up at night
We have the curtains drawn and closed


I know all your reasons
To keep me from seeing
Everything is actually a mess
But now I am leaving
All of us were only dreaming
Everything is actually a mess

 

Liebster Award

After 3 attempts, I finally learned how to spell Leibster Liebster, so now I can present...

Thanks to the lovely and quirky Viviane, I can answer the questions below so I can have the spiffy Liebster award! Below are the questions I answered and I will provide some for you to answer!

 

TO BE NOMINATED: to be nominated for this award, comment below a book you would recommend for me to read and why!

GIF Challenge

Okay so I bet there is already a challenge for this out there... but I am making a new one!

Daily Advice

Take Me To Church

Okay, so I finally have the will to write an extremely long post about what happened over the weekend.

DISCLAIMER: I WILL SAY SERVICE WAS GOOD A LOT WHEN I REALLY MEAN THAT I HAVE NO WORDS FOR IT BECAUSE IT WAS AMAZING

Also, I am not going to preach a lot (lol) This post is mainly what I DID because I can't even properly explain what I FELT.

Okay, so on Thursday (February 5th) I started packing all of my clothes and things for this church event that was happening. I went to the church only 2 times and I just felt at home you know?

Normally at churches, I am left out because how I look, how I act, or just pretty much anything that resembles me. (go figures) So I made this bond I guess with everyone there on the second time considering no once criticized me. Like I said in my first post, the first time I went, I casually tapped my foot and clapped my hands. By the second time, I was jumping like some weirdo on drugs.

Before we begin on my weekend, let me explain more about the second time I went to the church.