“If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning; You watch the sunset too often it just becomes 6 pm, you make the same mistake over and over you stop calling it a mistake. If you just wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up one day you’ll forget why”—Phil Kaye from Repetition (via kiddings)
“Don’t ever use someone’s past against them. You’re just reminding them of the mistakes they made back then. If you watch their facial expression carefully, then you’ll see the hurt in their eyes as they reminisce everything that happened. Never use emotion as a weapon. It strikes deeper than you can imagine.”—(via psych-facts)
Yes. If you have read my public story that details the number of children I have had with the number of people you are correct.
Do I regret premarital sex? Absolutely.
You need to understand my children are not products of my sins, they are not mistakes, they are not punishments. Despite my sins God gifted me with my children, and no matter one’s conception, all are gifts from God. I could have aborted them to hide my sins from the world. I could have lied about my previous relationships and pretend to present purity. I’m not proud of my sins, but I’m thankful for the gifts God has given me. If it wasn’t for my children I’m not sure I could have ever forgiven myself. When I look at my children I am reminded that no matter how grave the sin, I am forgiven, no matter how evil the act, God is so great He can take that act and make good from it. When I look at my children, I see how great Gods love is for me, for you, for us. I see all His mercy and all His hope.
I’m not sure what you were expecting to see when you came to this blog as this is a blog of a sinner, a terrible one. You’re welcome to come here and throw stones, or you can reflect on your own life.
I’ve been a Catholic for 8 months, and I have a long way to go. I’m a terrible sinner, which is why I need Christ so badly. I apologize to all of you for the sins I have committed, for when I commit them I commit them against you my brothers and sisters too.
There is hope for me! That hope can be found in our Holy Mothers arms. I hope that the remainder of my life brings Glory to God, in every thought, every word, and every action.
Thank you for bringing my sins to my attention, I know that my sins cry out “Crucify Him! Crucify Him!”.
Have a blessed Holy Week anon! And thank you dear 💜
95% of them don’t even know what ‘natural hair journey’ means or it’s importance… They just see the hair and find it ‘cool’ They are the same white girls who still think black girls “never wash their hair” or say shit like “I wish my hair would do that” or “I LOVE Afros!”