I love, but I don't love enough. I care, but I don't care enough. I work, but I don't work enough. I am a failure in the eyes of my lord.
I can never be good enough for the women that inspire me. I'm not smart enough, I'm not caring enough, and I can never love enough.
And yet... God loves me. I will never understand that.
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Uh... apparently I get hyper critical of myself and melancholy when I drink too much. If this happens again, it's best to just ignore it.
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Jesus Christ
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4 comments:
Awe, Scoot. What's wrong?
but your drunken rablings are readable - thats more than i can say for mine at the best of times lol
I am with Lou Lou. And anyway, you're smarter than all the world.
Scooter, I think you are putting unrealistic expectations on yourself. I totally think you are good enough for me.
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