i just have that digusting feeling inside of me, and i know that it's real when paul says that our soul is in a constant battle. the things i want to do, i don't, and the things i don't want to do, those are the things that i do. i guess i miss the innocence, but not the ignorance, is all. God can still save a wretch like me. that is all i need to hold onto anymore.

and, really, i think i am going through my 'shy away from people' phase. are we all supposed to have those?


i am a stress case.