autumnlynn
Icicles are so beautiful. To see the light shattered by clear, frozen water is indescribable. To see rainbows in the curves and breaks of the glass, it's like seeing someone so beautiful you wish to cry. Once, when I was little, I was working for my dad and I went outside and went to pull down this truly beautiful icicle, and a huge sheet of ice a foot long and half as thick fell down on top of my head with the icicle. I ate the icicle.
The beginning of forever. The beginning of the end. How do you see your new life? You life starts today. every day is a enw beignning. How will you treat it? I haven't found my beginning yet. It's yet to come. My pastor is pushing my to find it, but how? Where do I go from here?
The begging of forever. The beginning of the end. How do you see your new life? Your life starts today. Every day is a new beginning. How will you treat it? I haven't found my beginning yet. It's yet to come. My pastor is pushing me to find it, but how? Where do I go from here?
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