My Entire Attitude Towards Grammar

Patchwork quilt floor!

One of the most freeing things you can do as a Christian is start praying over EVERYTHING. And I don't mean "actually remember to pray over the important things that deserve divine attention" or something I mean the stupid stuff

"my videogame controller isn't working properly and it's messing up my game and it's really frustrating me, but I really wanted to play this right now" you have NO idea how often this actually works

"God I can't find my other shoe and I'm in a hurry, please help me find it" BOOM, found.

"I can't sleep because I'm getting myself worked up, give me peace." And it works. Consistently!

Yes we should treat God with reverence, but you misunderstand; he is our father, and our friend. Talk to him. Talk to him about anything and everything. He'll always hear it.

*through gritted teeth* i will see the good in the world

*clenching my fists* i will be kind to myself.

*screaming into a pillow* i will love this life for all it has to offer

*face down in the floor* there is so much beauty that i have yet to experience

I have so much homework lately 😩

that "OKAY SO" before someone u love starts infodumping........ most blessed feeling in the world

If you don't know what to do or where to go, you can try rolling up to your local church this Sunday (or any day of the week really) 😉 or even watch a church YouTube livestream if you can't or don't want to leave your house

Don't @me pessimists but I believe every human being adds value to the world the moment they wake up. No matter what they've said, done, thought, or been. You are a being of incredible value. Period.

People are forgetting to get gifts. I keep forgetting it's Christmas. I dreamed that it snowed and all was right with the world. Where is my winter weather? Are my brand new snowboots for nothing at all? Do the sno-brums that are perpetually in my parents' cars and at every store mean nothing? Why can I see grass? Are the sleds waiting so patiently in the basement just meaningless hunks of plastic?

Where is MY December??? 😭

Image id #3:

Luigi is looking at a bush and Mario is cooking something. Toad says 'Well it's not like he forgot everything. Amnesia doesn't really work like that.'

(To peach and Mario) 'But what do I know? I'm just 2 toads in a lab coat. The toad on the bottom says 'Hello! You know... Smells are a powerful trigger for memories.' and then, on top of Mario cooking again, 'why not try a scent from your childhood?'

Luigi is looking at a bush again. Blurry, black-and-white Mario shouts 'Luigi! Dinner time!' and Luigi looks at a name tag that says 'My name is Luigi.'

Luigi goes inside and Mario sits him down in a chair in from of some spaghetti and meatballs. Luigi says 'This smells just like my Mama's!' Mario says 'I used ricetta della Mama!' Luigi asks 'How did you get my Mama... ma... ma... ma... ma... ma... ma...'

Luigi looks like he has a headache and a montage of past images goes by: Mario and Luigi getting carried by a stork, them in their animal costumes dancing together, Luigi holding a rope for Mario, and Mario and Luigi riding the same kart in mariokart, all with little yellow and green translucent toads and stars and green translucent eyes, nose, and mustache in the center.

A picture of little Mario and Luigi cheering as (probably) their mother takes the lid off some spaghetti.

Luigi yells 'Mario!' and Mario yells 'Luigi!' and they hug and cry.

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Halp is this how you do it

There's a thing about adolescence - you never realize how much it's figuring out who you are until you get there. Adults can tell you as many times as they want that your time as a teenager is going to shape your way of thinking and feeling, and who you are forever, but you never really get what they mean until you realize as a teenager that you can suddenly think about things so much more freely. You can consider things more than you ever realized before. You don't just believe what your parents say, you do research, look through the internet, talk to people, and formulate your own opinions. I did that with my religion. I talked to people, I did research, and I concluded that I agree with my parents. But I've also done research, talked to people, and come to the conclusion that the school system needs to change. That climate change is absolutely real. That we need to focus on different things in society. So, don't call me "just a kid." I'm not just a kid. No one is just anything. No kid, whether they've had this wild realization you're not, is just anything. I'm a teenager. I'm a girl. I'm a christian. I'm a brunette. But not just any of these things. I am these things, but none of them are all limitation. There are a little bit of who I am.