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Name: Brandon
Gender: Male
Interests: bringin it ON!, forests, Domino's with my roomy and former roomy, singing in the shower, painting/art, music, riding motorcycles, late night walks with schultzy...his pics, pipes
Expertise: rescuing my princess(love you forever Rebs), poems, pwning tybro in BF, YM
Occupation: Government
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
Member Since:
9/2/2005
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| it has been a very long time...i am now writing from beverly mass in my off campus apt. missin the T man.
life has been so...cant describe it...hard.
i will say more later, but it will always be true that...
God loves me and i cannot do anything less than seek Him above every
other. I will always fall hard until i learn to rely on Him alone.
Teach me God
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| holy freakin cow. my head is going to implode. i think my
forhead is seriously caving in... i'm livid. i'm like
a whirling tornado of anger! yeah not really...Will is the man.
but seriously, finals are hazardous to your health. it is
actually a proven fact that an overload of stress breaks down your
immune system. my immune system is down the drain baby!
apparently going from cold to hot to cold to hot will also break down
your immune system, but hey, im from North Dakota. the i
fear no element.
ok the time for more violence in my brain has come...hehe...i am really quite peaceful.
my immune system...
yo. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO COLIN MY BROTHER AND MATTY AUSTIN MY COMPADRE!!!!
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| these are things that make life so hard....the things inside us that we
wrestle with...like in pilgrim's progress, the dragon that he has to
fight...no other person was there to help him...its just God and us...i
do not push anyone away, its just that the things we wrestle with are
deep enough that they are beyond the reach of anyone who cannot read
our thoughts...and you know God is the only one who can do that.
its in my heart, the things i wrestle with. its the naked truth
that leaves me bare and windburned in a desert of my own making...the
only rescuer is my Father...that is why prayer is so important
people! if we are on the outside and the person on the inside is
drowning, all we can do is go get help from someone who can break the
glass.
 our eyes are downcast, pray that we can lift them up
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| dude...i had a wierd feelin at the apt. like i will be even more
lonely than at school...i mean i think i will really like a place of my
own, but i wont have the luxury of T who knows me like a brother...and
i wont have crazy Christmas music to listen to! thinkin i will
have to have the guy over for dinner a lot and visit the room
too. hey T, it'll save you some meal points to splurg with later!!
there aren't a ton of things i am going to miss about being on campus,
but the things i will miss all have to do with people. T and T,
you guys are the first. dont let me lose that tie with you guys.
what the heck...im only 8 minutes down the road! it'll be alright
still gonna miss tory who is snoring like a buzz saw about 3 feet away right now. haha...sorry man. you are the best
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| runnin runnin runnin...
some things that smooth the edges create the heat that takes down good
men...if only we knew how to find the hurt and throw it away...
look at the person next to you and see them inside...take one second to
ask why they are the way they are and dont let yourself answer.
hear it from their own heart...
you will open a door and release at least a little of the darkness
stress is killin me now...breakin me under...open a door and let out
some darkness...i only wish for peace...as Christmas comes i will hang
on that ONE specific name...Prince of Peace...takes on a new meaning
when there is so much confusion and worry and hunger in this life where
there needs to be Peace...
sleeps been a little harder to grasp these past few nights...not sure
whats up...i am often tired with that burning in the eyes that tells
you they just want to shut...not sure how to reclaim rest. maybe
that beautiful sleep of the light hearted will not return to this
guy. miss it tho.
i had a really relaxing moment at the apartment the other evening...it
was just me, a little Coldplay, a psych book, and some mac n
cheese. i was layin on the floor reading and rolled over for a
second to listen to the mellow sound that is Coldplay. for about
3 minutes i had the most stress free moment i think i have ever had
this school year. it was nice.
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