maybe this is it?

Listening to: Enya-may it be.
Feeling: positively okay Thoughts: so I over-reacted and my bread tastes ick. memory: the dream. If I tell it all it wont come true. music:Jewel! wants: To sing with Katie and blow bubbles with Kaylee and to talk to Aubree. art: Nevernever Land "to die would be a grand adventure" in the end : I'll leave this place full. ** "I will get down on my knees and I will pray..." I feel free and full. "I am never broken" I love my house sometimes too. I can sing and they all know it's normal. They don't scream to tell me to shut up. they laugh when I spin around and fall. like the one time I was writing a new ice skating routine and I was going in for a big jump but I slipped and fell on my back. I laughed pretty hard! I wish I could write like Jewel. but, god didnt bless me with that talent. So I just have to copy her words on this diary and give her all the credit. Hands Jewel If I could tell the world just one thing it would be that we're all o.k. And not to worry cause worry is wasteful And unless in times like these I won't be made useless I wont be idled with dispair I will gather myself around my faith for light does the darkness most fear My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken Poverty stole your golden shoes but it didn't steel your laughter And heartache came to visit me but i knew it wasnt ever after We'll fight, not out of spite for someone must stand up for what's right cause where there's a man who has no voice there our's shall go singing My hands are small, i know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray I will get down on my knees and I will pray My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken My hands are small, i know, but they're not yours they are my own but they're not yours they are my own and I am never broken We are never broken We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind We are God's eyes God's hands God's heart We are God's eyes God's hands God's eyes God's hands God's hands
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