I’ve found that my deepest and most heartfelt prayers are expressed through tears, and broken words that I can’t seem to form into sentences. Sometimes the heaviest things on my heart that I want to tell God, I can’t seem to get off my chest. But God is so faithful and although sometimes I have such a hard time speaking to Him, He still knows what I’m trying to say. He always listens to His children.

Why lie to someone who has given you trust?


Somewhere between fuck you and I’d fuck you

Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.
― Andrea Gibson, Bone Burying (via larmoyante)