comfort me in Your unchanging firmness
every beat of my heart takes me closer to You
that i may not fear what lies ahead of me
in Your promises i will find You

Consumed by this phenomenon called Guilt. Yet, still not guilty enough to be bothered. Something else takes precedence. I think I'm growing up? Or maybe deteriorating.

Lately I'm so occupied with my shortcomings. I should be positive.

I found a nice story Christabelle wrote. I blogged about it before.. here.
Okay, spare yourself the rest of the blog entry unrelated to the story and scroll straight to the story. Read it while playing some emo song on your itunes/quicktime/wmp for better effect.
And pardon the grammar errors (which are so annoying actually).