fall from grace

… ever feel like that happens to you, many times over, for some absurd reason you know not, but wish oh-so-desperately to know, so all can be fixed and life can be restored?

so that, in a firgure of speech, humpty dumptry can be put together again?

note to self: this was the day you changed the theme and the header. all looks weel. yes, the white patch left from the image above the lamp is annoying. deliberately so. effects are not bad overall. honest. important.

i fell from my own grace. several times over the past week. it was painful to begin with… then i started getting used to it.

which isn’t good. shall, God willingly, formulate a plan which works to alleviate myself from the stress it’s beginning to bore into me. like a really sore pressure ulcer. a complete and utter bastard. unnecessary and damned excruciating!

in other news, my “yours truely” page is beginning to exude deceit. it is pricking at the fortress of my soul. should consider dramatically changing it.

en les autre autre news, je suis tres fatigue et harasse avec la vie que j’ai habite. j’ai beaucoup le choses qui attendes moi pour ils faire. trops de choses a faire et un tres peau temps pour ils faire. je suis tres desole avec ma vie. ils pronds un trop des improvements.

whether the above made sense to you, i don’t know. it makes sense to me, or at least it does, now. it did, then.

i want a break. and the momets during which i look for a break the most, i fill it up with the most consuming things.

it happens, just so, you know. cannot be controlled.

i       a  m         l  e  a  r  n  i  n  g.

slowly, but surely.

sometimes though, even I am not sure enough. it’s not due to a lack of patience, though indeed patience is lacking.

but instead due to a lacking conviction. a lack in will.

is there really a way where there is a will?

i hope i live to answer that question…

yours truely,

a broken-hearted girl

ps: i hope HE forgives. many times over. the way in which only HE can. wipe out oceans and mountains of it. purify the darkest abyss. Please Do… I Need YOU! and i’m sorry. truely. always.