Oh glorious LORD, grand Spirit and Creator of this Universe. You must have been watching me with gentle eyes of glee awaiting for me to acknowledge the error of my ways. How silly of me
Our happiness depends on our choices. Who we choose to hang around and why, can very well dictate the quality of your happiness. For example, in my culture (mexican lol), making fun of each other
“Wake up already! Wake up!” My eyes shot open only to squeeze shut again—the sun’s harsh glare was blinding. Slowly, I adjusted to the luminescence, noticing bars of light decorating my sheets. It must’ve been
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