You know some religious scholars believe that when faced with overwhelming temptation you should commit a small sin just to relieve the pressure a bit.
What can you do how much can you give to bring grace and salvation unto even one soul
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.
That's what makes it so right. Your eyes-- your soul is there, but the rest of you is still so undefined. That's the beauty of childhood. The eyes show everything you've seen so far, but the rest of you is still so open to possibility, to whatever you might become.
Blood fills my mouth. Fire sears my veins. I choke back a howl. The silver knife slips--thechoice is mine.I am death or life. I am salvation or destruction. Angel or demon.I am grace.I plunge in the knife.This is my sacrifice--I am the monster.