Dare to be Daring?

Dare to be you?

Dare to be daring?

Dare to do something so unlike you.

Something real?

No.

Something Daring,

Dare to learn from the best.

Dare to be less like the rest.


Dare to be free in your own thoughts.

Dare to be taught.
Dare to be you.


no, dare to be daring?

Dare to be unlike you.


Dare to be so unlike you.

its raining outside.

its raining outside.
and i dont know what came over me.
but i just walked out the door. and sat down and let the rain cover me.
i loved it i love rain.
its amazing.
its gods miracles in person.
it was amazing.
it felt like my breathing was easier.
or maybe i thought i was insane(:

but it was great.

sweet smile.

that sweet smile lets us know how happy he is.
how we are doing a good no great job in making him feel loved.
i do what i can to be a good example.
now i do atleast. and if i dont then i do all that i can to hide it so he knows its bad.
hes lucky you know? hes beautiful. hes smart. and he has a good family. with lots of love. my mom gave birth to him with her whole heart. my step father held him with his whole heart and all of his hopes for his first child and all of his wanders in his eyes. when he gets mad you cant help but know its out of love.
when i look at him i see food on his face and his always goofy expression! but i also see his wide smile. loving eyes. and hear his cute little voice. he is destined for greatness. hes destined for many many many many more smiles and goofy expressions
and i dont know what i would do personally if i didnt have that to look forward too everyday. my little brother growing up is scary in ways though. because then. his big brown eyes mite not be so cute anymore they mite be just as grown up as he is. and we wouldnt want that to happen now would we.


(:

hahaha.

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xoxoxoxxoxoxoxoSarah.


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acts.

everybody acts like they know who they are.
when honestly that question may be left unanswered until the day of your passing.

Everybody acts like they know all about life and everything in it when really they dont even know the half of it.

everybody acts like there heart is just a pez dispenser. and each pez or peice of heart they give away they will get back. but they wont. and they dont evenknow.

Everybody acts like they know how to live their life. when all they do is make it better and better for their selfish needs.


like me.
even though i write this i realize how hypocritical some of my stuff is. because i write off of my mistakes. and i realize that i once believed all of this and still wander about half. i give away love like i will always get it back. and i hope that i dont give to much away before the one who really loves me gets here. i feel like i know who i am but just cant grasp it.