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We are given eternal life thanks to Jesus' sacrifice on the cross. We are given freedom by the blood of Christ. We are given forgiveness even though we do not deserve it. We are given free will as a gift from God. We are given FREEDOM IN AMERICA!
We are given love. Love that died on a cross because you and I are not perfect. Love that loved us before we loved Him.
I fell into a whole faster, and deeper than I could imagine. I started drinking, and smoking, and eventually smoking weed. But junior year of high school hit and the cocaine started. It spun out of control. My home town seemed to have an unbreakable hold on me, so I moved away. Away from all of the drugs, all of the alcohol, and away from the one person who held my heart so hard, they broke it.
I moved, so all of that... is history.
Intense is what describes my love for him. I can't grasp what it is I love about him, but I am truly, deeply, passionately, and intensely in love with him. He is my everything, but I'm a fly on the wall to him.
Cells. Trapped within these four walls, trapped within this cell. Some may call it a house, or a home. To me, it's my cell. I can't seem to get away from the things I was raised to believe, should I even get away from them, or settle to them.
One day I will miss my cell, but not today.
Predict your future? Predict your love? Predict what?
I wish I could predict the people I will love, or the people who will love me, I wish I could predict them and be right. But then again, where would be the fun in that?
Why predict anything? If you predict something, then life will never surprise you!
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