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Ich habe mich vorbereitet. Gott wird mich nicht fallen lassen. Wenn er will bestehe ich die Prüfung. Wenn nicht, dann lohnt es eh nicht. Er wird mir eine Ausweichmöglichkeit bieten.
Gedanken gegen Prüfungsangst
Just before my sixteenth birthday, I kissed a boy.
This was my very first kiss.
When I was little, I used to think that maybe I’d save that kiss for marriage; that it would be beautiful and special and with the person I love. I used to think that all forms of physical affection are incredibly special, and that they should be saved for people who you really care about. For some reason, in the past couple years; I’ve developed a different viewpoint on physical affection, (one that I am currently changing). Before I had my first kiss, I somehow thought that it “wasn’t a big deal”. I almost saw it as something I just wanted to get out of the way, because most girls my age already had their first kisses, and so I just wanted to experience what everyone else had. I did not understand the gravity and importance of physical affection until after this boy kissed me. I had to learn the indescribably hard way that it means SO much more. Your first kiss is NOT something you have with just anyone; it’s NOT something you just “give away”. Kissing changes EVERYTHING. It makes a person cemented in your mind for long periods of time, they are stuck in your thoughts, their words replay endlessly, and all you can think about is the feeling of being physically close with them. I have liked a lot of boys in my life, but I have never felt ANYTHING like what I felt for the boy who I kissed. I felt the most intense infatuation when I was with him, and the most painful heartbreak after he was gone. It was not because we had some long, beautiful relationship. I felt so different about him because after I kissed him, I felt like he had a piece of me, and I still do. I formed a deep connection with him that night, one that I’ve tried to sever that connection over the past couple months, but nothing works. I turned a short fling into a deep connection just from kissing him. The worst part of all of this is that he does not feel the same about me. He can say that he cares about me, but he will never feel the way I do. I trusted him in a way that I’ve never trusted anyone, and when he broke that trust, it broke me too. He will never understand the pain I feel, because he simply cannot. He might have felt that with the girl who was his first kiss, but he does not feel that with me. This boy was a bad choice for a first kiss, for numerous reasons, but I only saw that after. In the moment, him and I had talked about the months to come, he had been so genuine in saying he wanted a real relationship with me, and I thought that I wouldn’t regret it. I only saw his face, his hands, his eyes, telling me that he wanted this. I thought I could trust him, I thought I wouldn’t regret it, but I do. I have never regretted anything as much as I regret kissing that boy. And it wouldn’t have been THAT hard to stop it. I very easily could’ve said no, had I cared that this boy just got out of a relationship and still wasn’t over her, or if I thought twice about the fact that while I had known him for a long time, our “thing” had only been going on for 2 DAYS before he asked if he could be my first kiss. I probably should’ve taken a step back and thought that maybe physical affection didn’t mean enough to him if he was asking that after 2 days, but I was so blinded by this boys words and how touchy he was, that I did not see the absence of his actions. He did not take any actions to show that he cared about me. Now, I don’t think he is a bad person. He did not intentionally hurt me, and I am grateful that he apologized and tried to make things right after. This boy is simply a teenager, he is immature like every other teenage boy, and shouldn’t be asked to handle such important things such as an young girls emotional well being. However, he should have some form of responsibility, because we all know how much power boys can have over girls. The good ones don’t abuse that power. Now, I’m going to speak to the girls who have never been kissed. If you feel alone, or ugly, or like an outcast, or anything negative because of the state of your lips, please listen to what I’m about to say. You have something special. You have something that most people do not have, something I don’t have, and that is a choice. You have this incredible opportunity to make your first kiss something you WON’T regret, and that is by having it with someone who deeply cares about you, and shows it. Someone can say that they care about you, but the only way you will actually know is through their actions. For example, the boy who I kissed did care about me. Him and I were friends for a while, and we formed a connection before we were anything romantic. However, he didn’t do much to show that he cared about me. Something he could’ve done is maybe waited longer to start a relationship with me since he had just gotten out of a long relationship with someone else. That is a sacrifice he could’ve made that would’ve showed that he deeply cared about me. The boy you want to have your first kiss with should be respectful of your decision to not kiss him right away, he should talk to you about it first, and I think that you should be in a relationship with the person you’re kissing. Because, if you’re in a relationship, this guy has probably waited a significant amount of time (because sane people don’t become boyfriend and girlfriend after a day of knowing each other), and him committing to you as your boyfriend is an ACTION that he can take which shows that he truly cares. A guy can say “I know your first kiss is special”, but completely contradict that by asking to kiss you a week after he meets you. If you couldn’t tell already, I’m really trying to get across that ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS. If I had it my way, I would have been friends with the guy for a while, started dating him (not officially), NOT kissed him, he would ask me to be his girlfriend, and then after dating him for however long I feel is necessary, I have my first kiss with him. That would be so wonderful, and THAT would be a first kiss I wouldn’t regret. It wouldn’t be with a guy who I had been having a thing with for two days who didn’t think twice about kissing, because he had kissed so many girls. So, if you haven’t had your first kiss yet, be thankful. Take the words in your brain that appear when you think of how you’ve never been kissed, and turn them into something beautiful. You have something so special in your hands; in your control, so please don’t waste it. Do not brush it off as just something to “get out of the way”, because it means SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. Now, if anyone is reading this and is just like me: IT WILL BE OKAY. Maybe you kissed someone who ghosted and never spoke to you again, maybe your first kiss was stolen by someone who you didn’t even like, maybe you broke it off with the person who you kissed, whatever your situation is, I promise that it will be okay. Because relationships are not about kissing, and love is not centered around physical affection. There are sacrifices, actions, words, so many things that can make you feel closer to your significant other than physical affection ever will, so just wait for someone who understands that. Love is a verb. Love is a choice. Most of us probably weren’t in love when we had our first kiss, but I know that I would’ve liked to be.
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Du bist das Papiermädchen. In Freiheit geboren und noch nicht dressiert. Du bist das Papiermädchen. So oft in Gedanken versunken und vielleicht etwas weird. Du bist ... wunderschön. Du machst die Nacht zum Tag. Dein Lächeln wird jemanden das Leben retten. Und wer rettet dich?
Missy Ciela
Ich mag Menschen, die anderen ihr Glück gönnen, auch wenn sie momentan selbst keins haben.
Dear Lord
I will move into my new flat next weekend and I will also start uni soon. I know compared with what you see everyday that is nothing, but thank you so much that I can know you do still care. Please help me to have a great new start there and help me find friends.
There is also another thing which is on my mind right now. I want to ask you for all those people who are so sad that night, week, month or life. I see so much of them all over my tumblr-dashboard. Please show them how LOVED they are. Loved by the LOVE itself. Show them their worth and how important they are for you. I beg you to give them people who know you, so they can hear about your great LOVE. Please, do not let them give up, give them some of your strength. I know that a prayer can move a mountain, so let this one move a heart.
I love you Lord! AMEN! xx <3
»Wie oft soll ich vergeben? Sind sieben Mal genug?« »Versuch's mit sieben mal sieben Mal.«
Jesus & Petrus
Wer, mein Kind?
Wer hat das denn verlangt?
Dass du dich veränderst
für die, die es nicht wert sind?
Wer hat verlangt, mein Kind,
Dass du die Liebe suchst
anstatt dich von ihr finden zu lassen?
Glaube mir, ich könnte dich niemals hassen.
Denn ich habe dich gemacht.
Jedes Haar hab ich gewollt
jeden Finger und jeden Zeh.
Ich liebe wie du gehst,
Und was du denkst
Mein Kind, pass auf, wem du dich schenkst.
Ich liebe wie du stehst
und ich liebe wie du lachst
Mein Kind, versprich mir, dass du stets dein Herz bewachst.
Wer hat dir gesagt, dass du nicht richtig bist?
Dass du mir nicht unendlich wichtig bist?
Ich beobachte dich schon dein Leben lang
und jetzt sag' ich dir: Fang endlich zu leben an.
Befreie dich von Scham und Schuld
du bist ein Sünder, aber ich habe dich gewollt.
Meine Güte ist so weit der Himmel reicht
allein kannst du vielleicht nicht schwimmen
doch bei mir, da ist das Wasser seicht.
Lass nicht die Menschen dich bewerten,
du bist viel mehr wert als das.
Glaubst du denn, sie sind Experten
sag mir nicht, das macht dir Spaß.
Wie kannst du glauben, was sie dir erzählen?
Und ihren statt meinen Weg wählen?
Wenn meine Last doch so viel leichter ist.
Mein Joch drückt nicht, ich werde dich nie verletzen
während Andere genau das an dir schätzen,
dass man's mit dir halt machen kann.
Deshalb sag ich dir: Fang endlich zu leben an.
Leb mit mir und ich will dir zeigen wie schön du bist
dass es egal ist, was und wieviel davon du isst.
Ich sehe in dein Herz
und ich sehe deinen Schmerz.
Es macht mich so traurig, dass du dich nicht liebst
und dass du dir so manches nicht vergibst
wenn ich dir doch schon längst vergeben habe
denn ich bin größer und groß ist meine Gnade.
Meine Liebe ist so weit der Himmel reicht
Ich will dir nur das Beste geben
und meine Last, die ist ganz leicht.
Alles was ich von dir fordere
hilft dir nur selbst in deinem Leben.
Verstehst du denn nicht?
Ich fordere dich, damit du lernst zu handeln und zu hoffen.
Vertraue auf mich, denn meine Liebe lässt dich niemals los
Nimm sie an, die ganze Welt steht uns offen.
Nimm sie an, die ganze Welt steht uns offen.
Wenn du mich suchst, dann wirst du mich finden.
Gott
Glaube an Wunder, Liebe und Glück, schaue nach vorne und niemals zurück. Tu was du willst und steh dazu, denn dein Leben, das lebst nur du.
Stadtbeobachtungen (oder: Was ist in deiner Handtasche?)
Ich gehe durch die Stadt
Im Café am Straßenrand
essen sich Menschen satt.
Der Wind streift kühl um meine Haut
ich ziehe meine Jacke enger
beobachte die Frau dort vorn
ich glaube, sie steht dort schon länger.
Ich wüsste gern, wer sie wohl ist
Warum steht sie dort?
Stellt sie sich den großen Fragen
an eben jenem Ort?
Was ist in Ihrer Handtasche?
Das will ich wirklich wissen.
Softeis, Feuer, Kippenrauch
und Lippenstift zum Küssen?
Auch wenn ich keine Antwort hab
ich wette sie hat eine.
Ihr Haar ist kraus, ihr Blick ist wild
in ihrem Weg sind Steine.
Seit Ewigkeiten steht sie da
die Sinne sind ganz still
geheim bleibt, wer sie ist
worauf sie wartet, was sie will.
Ich denke, sie hat viel getan
vielleicht geht sie zurück.
Müsste ich sie vielleicht kennen?
Ist das ihr Meisterstück?
Seit Stunden starre ich sie an
so kommt es mir vor.
Sie hat sich noch immer nicht gefangen
ihr Blick haftet am Tor.
Das Tor des kleinen Restaurants
am Wege gegenüber
heraus tritt jetzt ein junger Mann
und kommt zu ihr hinüber.
Da geh’n sie nun, Hand in Hand
gemeinsam in ihr Glück.
ich sehe ihnen hinterher
und bleib allein zurück.
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Letter to god
I am a river
and you are the sky.
I am down low
and you are up high.
You are what I want
You are my desire
I give you my heart
I lift you up higher.
I’m so grateful for everything that I’ve got
Did I thank you today? No, I think I forgot.
If I’d give you my life, this is still not enough.
You suffered for me to show me your love!
I know I can’t prove all the things that I say
But still: You are here, with me, today.
Your love is so great and it healed my heart.
You gave me so much right from the start.
Your love is patient and your love is kind
I hope I will always keep that in mind.
Still I can’t understand why you chose me
- I am not the best person I’d be able to be -
Your love is strong like a rock
and so are we.
You make the most beautiful things out of mud
At the cross I find comfort, you paid with your blood.
Let me say at the end just how much I care
how thankful I am that you are always there.
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