I fucking love God…

 

 

 Sometimes …

‘beautiful/chaos’ CAN Co-Exist…

…and most times does; if were honest.

 

 

I talk to God, a lot…not just in the quiet moments, but amongst the daily chaos, in between life’s lane changes, in line at Starbucks.

I also say Fuck a lot, but never around children, mine or anybody else’s. Or around people that don’t cuss out of respect for them perhaps, or more likely, equally, because up until now I’ve been such a people pleaser.

I’ve always been scared of being myself in some ways, yet I’ve finally realized that the people I can’t live without, I’ll never have to & I can’t explain the freedom & love for myself that comes from that.

With them I am free to love God passionately, to admit when a day fucking sucks, to be a mix of both beauty & darkness, to just be me.

To the ones that know the cobweb corners of my soul & the ones that I never need to have an edit button on for, by being you, you give me the world, just in case you didn’t already know…

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