Dancing

I still watch Dance Moms whenever I have a spare moment. I always have to pause it though to take a deep breath because of all the cat fights – but when the screen switches to the actual rehearsing and dancing, the quasi-anxiety attack I got (from the Moms) is worth it. I stopped dancing

Seeing through yourself

I realized I haven’t posted anything in for a few weeks… aside from that last song lyric post, which had no substance. I guess my schedule took hold of me and I’ve honestly just been too occupied both in thoughts and actions to sit down and write something. Lots of exciting things have happened since the

A Christian’s Confession to the Church

For the longest time, I hated church. I called myself a Christian, I prayed to God, and I believed in the existence of a Savior. But I still despised the church. Sixth grade onwards, I regarded myself as an outsider. I physically felt a wall enclosing me and disconnecting me from fellowship and from normal