loss of faith

Envy is when someone walks around with a pocket full of “That should’ve been me”.

Insecurity is when you turn up the volume on all the wrong voices.

Hate is what happens when you put a shotgun to the face of understanding and it cowers in the corner.

Courage is ripping your heart from your chest and saying “Here, hold on to this for me”.

Truth is everything you tell yourself when you realize you are the only one still paying attention.

Self is whoever you become when the door is locked.

Trust is jumping into someone’s arms and knowing you won’t have to pick yourself up when it’s over.

Love is a tablespoon full of hemlock that I’ve been dying to try.

Faith is doing what you love and watching the bills pay themselves.

Failure is when you talk yourself out of becoming something amazing.

Victory is standing in front of the school bully with no intention to back down and a fist full of irony.

Success is explaining to your mother exactly what you do for a living without feeling ashamed. It’s falling asleep at 2 A.M., waking up at 4 A.M. and going to work with excitement stitched into the fabric of your smile.

Success is a thank you letter from a kid who lives in a city that you’ve never even been to. It’s breaking up a fight between a person and everything that’s telling them they will never be more than what they are.

When I was fourteen, my friend Adam stole a dictionary from his English class. He brought it home and we set it on fire.

Since then, I’ve been defining things for myself

—  Rudy Francisco, Definitions

Jordan & Jessica… Not your traditional love story. I cried. 

                                  there is no ѕσυℓ left
                                    inside me to save;

                                  the ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴀɴ is gone
                              and in  his   grave.


celebrating new who: favourite season

I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would have had… never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond and the days that never came.


“I guess it won’t take long for Watari-kun to forget all about me.
As a friend, he’s a fun guy, but I’d rather have someone more intense.”

Okay I honestly don’t know how I feel about posting this.

But I wanted all my followers to see just how much progress one can make and that they’re not alone on this journey! Its a long and tough path changing your lifestyle to a healthy one. But let me tell you its worth it. I never thought I would make it this far but I did and even though I’m still not done I’m so proud of myself for not giving up! You can do this, we can do this!

It’s a very cool feeling to hold a book you wrote in your hand.

Writing this one meant a lot to me as it contains real stories from real people with heartache, loss, and (not-so-easy) redemption. I often recounted these stories with tears and prayers. Life doesn’t always wrap up in a bow-tie with a neat little lesson at the end, but people still choose to endure despite all that has happened. Even brokenly, they crawled forward and went on.

I hope you’ll consider picking up the book. It’s on sale for less than nine in paperback and less than five in ebook. It’s meant for you if you’re hurting right now, and meant for your friend if they’re hurting too.
Be blessed and love y’all.  — J.S.


Questioning My Faith

Even though I envision you
surrounded in happiness
reunited with souls of your heart,
I expected a better place by now
maybe a higher shelf
to rest the unease of my conscience,
somehow, I have to believe
god had you in his hands
and from a mountain close to heaven
he called you home…
I have to believe this
to find my peace within…

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen; They are created.