Scars are unique. To be honest, I kind of like them. No need to worry, I'm not a cutter or anything. It's just that scars tell stories.
Some scars tell happy or hilarious stories. Some scars tell sad or painful stories. Some are the result of decisions that you wish you would never have made. Some are the result of decisions that you'd make over again in a heartbeat. Some are on the outside. Some are on the inside. All stand testament to the actions or events or people that created them.
In the end, though, I like that God designed us to carry the marks of our past with us wherever we go.
The Creature Behind the Blog
- Warrior-Poet
- Michael is a fairly average working man (when did that happen?) with an undying imagination and a sarcastic (and slightly black) sense of humor. In his spare time, he battles dragons and rescues damsels in a world that exists only in his own mind. Sometimes he forays into the real world, promptly realizes it was a bad idea, and returns home to his brain castle. He has been known to, on occasion, refer to himself in the third person.
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Some a monuments to your closest friends.
*innocent look*
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