Negative people are like urns. They'll take any body.

Its not that I care about what people say about me. I care they use, and abuse the very breath of God that cares about me.

I Measured my clothes today, they were too tight, too short, a open door to be measured. I then measured my spirit, it was too big, too wide, an easy access to many. I then traded them both in for a one God who measured me just right for his center.

Bleak is so miserable it could never find its own way. For it's always searching for hope to lead the way.

The day I said I'll never was the day I stood still.

It seems to me you have two flaws, knowing I would. Wishing you could.