I got a thing for homeless people. Not like in love or lust typa thing…but strangely enough…ADMIRATION. They are some of the most humble people on earth; and I admire humbleness, strength, and struggle. I almost immediately become humbled when I look into one of their eyes.
Everyone has the potential to be beautiful in my book. A persons spirit and personality means everything to me.
My future son’s name is gonna be Knox…that’s a pretty cool name.
No Roomie?
So far, I don’t have a roommate this year. It can get a lil scary. Not only am I afraid of the dark (no judgement please), but I experienced plenty of supernatural things. God did the same thing to me last year. No roommate. Just me and Him. Crazy dreams.Crazy communication. I don’t mind it at all, God. Just don’t scare me.
“Two things I ask of you, LORD; do not refuse me before I die: Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you and say, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God. Proverbs 30:7-9
(Source: nonelikejesus, via lickingtheenvelope)
