She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.
It's so grand how there's no need to stand out or attempt at being excellent; no need to be associated to a distinguishing factor so my name doesn't slip. It's awesome beyond expectation and terribly terrifying that every gory detail, every nonsensical thought is never hidden, and still there's this need to want to know moremoremore.
He knows me by name (!) =)
"You aren't an accident. You weren't mass-produced. You aren't an assembly-line product. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on this earth by the Master Craftsman." - Max Lucado
thank You Mister Master Craftsman for loving me so