Postby Heed » Wed Jun 15, 2005 7:05 am
I'll post a pic of it soon..
Anyway, thanks fo al the comments... my mom thinks my earring looks good. @_@;
hah.. anyway yeah.. I don't care what people think about me and how I dress, I thik I dress in my own style.. I used to be a goth but I dress more prep sometimes, then another day I might be punk or look goth again but I usually blend the styles..
I like to dress nicely but comfortably, but like I said, if I was walking down some main street here and someone criticized my fashion, I would give thema quarter and tell them to cal someone who cares.
I am happy being me, and I am relly liking my piercing... if only the stud would stop cathcing on my shirt collars when I take off my shirts.. >.<;
The Straight and Narrow
I chose to walk the straight and narrow road, but one day I lost balance and fell off it. I had fallen onto some sharp rocks and injured myself. There were people passing by who would merely stare at me, and then keep walking. Thoughts of worthlessness entered into my mind, and as I chose to believe the lies, my wounds grew worse. I was so overcome with grief that I nearly gave up... but then a man walked up to me and stopped. Without saying a word, he started to wrap my wounds, he gave me some water, and then lifted me up and embraced me. He then whispered these words into my ear, "I love you my child." As he said those words I could feel all the worthlessness and despair fall away. He then held out his hands. They had huge holes in them. He then said, "Walk with me." I then took his hand and we walked together. Every now and then I would fall from the road, but no matter where I fell, he was always there to pick me up and tell me that He loved me.
-by Micah Smith