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Name: Shaynford
Birthday: 10/1/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Jesus, Friends, Sports, Music (that order)
Expertise: Meghan, because I can read her like a book.
Occupation: Mexican = Landscape
Industry: " Landscape Agriculture " the
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
5/8/2006
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| Whoa! hey hey! yeah yeah!!! bah bah!! Pow! alright yeah I pretty much am not at school right now which is pretty sweet. Besides the fact that I feel like crap but o well... Yeah so Chicago was pretty sweet... I think Mr. Mcsweeney is probably the funniest guy on the face of this earth haha... Oh yes well I am gonna go watch tv now have fun at school
yo amor MEGHAN!!!
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Could they not have know what they have done
Sentenced the only pure thing left, that graces
The dirt on this earth to death
Betrayal is an easy way out and let a filthy tyrant run free
Had we have ever know that He’d still love us
After we turned our backs and left him in the shadows
Where the sun still shines as bright as a thousand torches
Open the gate rip the blood stained clothes from his back
Still he wore courage tightly wrapped around his neck
Marching to death, marching, echoes through a God forsaken city cut like knives
Their words killed, I killed you
(I built this tower for you, this tower for you, this tower for you
I built this tower for you, this tower for you)
You know love and you know me
The sharpened end of a blade brought safety
Drenched in grace you took the fall along with your life
Innocence dies today and I’m quite read to leave here
You carried me while we buried you
(I built this tower for you, this tower,
I built this tower for you)
You bleed love, true love I found in you
Oh my God why’d you kill him we crucifix him over and over again
Don’t you know that he loved you?
But I’m coming home clean of all the dirt you thought you had on me | | |
| I got everything I could ever want right?
Lifes perfect right?
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| Yeah... I guess I haven't really been 100 percent with anyone, not even myself...
Things are confusing me right now, just things that I always used to just battle through and shrug off...
I'm fighting with myself that I need to be strong and ignore whats going on in my life, for the sake of others less fortunate that my pitty complaints...
I mean shouldn't I be happy right now,,, I mean life looks so good for everyone else through your own eyes.. I guess I am just sick of looking through these eyes...
Struggling to move past things I gave to Him, Struggling to hear Him, because I know that Hes speaking...
I'm trying to figure out what is good and what is old.. if that makes any sense to anyone because it really doesn't to me, I mean shouldn't everything be good my grades are better than they ever have I have all A's and 2 B's my lowest grade is a 87... shouldn't this be easy?
And I'm sorry if none of this is making any sense what so ever... maybe I'm just being dumb which wouldnt surprise me, or if you have no idea whats going on hah to be honest i don't really know where i will be next week or what will be going on... I guess theres a lotta doubt in my mind right now, I'm 17 and I think thats just hitting me 17... I don't even pack my own lunch half the time... I'm gonna be on my own soon, even sooner than i expected I am gonna be a man soon...
I'm really missing a kid that was my support, was someone i really looked up to was someone who was a servant... someone who i loved deeply one of the strongest people i know, i hate the fact that I can't be there when he needs me for once, when he was there through the hardest times... it kills to know i cant be there
I can't even take care of myself right now... I can't even help the small amount of people who call my name... Where am i heading... I really am not understanding.... I'm mean i have felt a calling to people, to sickness, to less fortunate something God wants me, I am hearinig a mission field... but how can I when I can't even handle the small mission field i have now...
I can't even handle my own realtionship with him.....
I don't know just a lotta stuff going on more then has ever hit me before and its hitthing hard... the weight of a lotta people a lotta fights a lotta tears is weighing me down
I have a heard time admiting i need help... I'm stubborn, I havent been real with anyone especially myself, I'm afriad to say that I don't have the answer right now... and that I can't help you right now... I'm still missing that shoulder that support... I NEED TO BE REAL WITH MYSELF
So I figure sure theres t hings that are messed up but I guess the first thing i can do to get past it is to look at the good...
I'm thankful that I am loved and saved by grace for something I deserve least...
I'm thankful for this sweatshirt that keeps me warm..
This house that I live in..
I'm thankful for living through the night to see it.
I'm thankful for my close friends who pick me up when I have fallin
I'm thankful for the love you show me and your one i look up to, your there day and night a phone call away to listen to me when I'm hard to deal with...
I'm thankful that I am blessed with the school that I am in
I'm thankful for security
I'm thankful that money nor drugs, nor drink is my god.
I'm thankful for my 3 best friends no matter how far away are always there
I'm thankful especaily for a couple people, Patrick for slapping me in the face when I need a wake up call
Jon for listening to me and his support, Tommys carring heart always giveing me a place to stay, and Meghan's love which I have never felt as strong from any other person.
I'm thankful for Word, that speaks to me if i decide to listen
I'm thankful for this family, through rain and shine
I'm thinkful that I have a list this long of all the things He has blessed me with...
I guess sometimes there's mountains that God made for us to climb, but he never said we had to do it alone
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