I started praying. I prayed earnestly that God would help me get my thoughts off this tangent because there was no way my mind was going to focus on reading my Bible that morning with this artwork lying next to me.
Then, out of nowhere, our eyes met and then he winked at me. Wait, dude, what was that? Why would you wink at me? Do I look attractive to you? Are you trying to hit on me? What does that even mean? Would you take my number? Are you going to text me and ask that we hang out or something? Erm…maybe I’d like that. Oh no! That’s not going to happen ever. I’m not going to have a one-night or one-day or one-hour stand with you.
Author: Surrafel (Anyonymous) Poem They won’t like you no more When they realize What makes you beautiful Is your very brokenness. And just like that, What beheld beauty Will behold scorn. They will look at you like a curse, Only acknowledge your beautiful But never call you
Author: Surrafel (Anyonymous) Poem Let me take a moment and sing you a song For the many days you’ve carried on with your cross You have kept on bold and strong Contemplated suicide, and some days wanted a one-night stand To ease your pain or fill the