Jealousy. Anger. Slight anger. Resentment. Disappointment. A misunderstanding. A let down. A welling that leads to a falling. Having the floor swept out from beneath you. Concave down. A strangely bitter sick feeling in my lower stomach. The breakdown of a build-up. The catch to anticipation. More slight anger. And loads more jealousy.
Wow, I said that it was okay. That I was fine and didn't care. But whoever said that was a mask; a charade to distract one from the inner tantrum. I don't like feeling like this... get over it, Luke. Maybe next time, alright? Maybe next time.
Opportunity vanished,
so this sets in.
Your Son would have never acted like this.
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God has blessed you with so much talent... but maybe He's not ready for you to reveal it to everyone else yet. The time will come. You will be blessed with many opportunities, big huge opportunities.. just wait. God's got a plan for you (and you totally know this)!
WHY DON'T YOU EVER UPDATE THIS THING?!
sheesh.
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