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Name: Pat
Birthday: 3/10/1990
Gender: Male
Interests: Football, Christian Metal, Cello, Revolution, Weight Lifting, Concerts, Mosh Pits, Coffee, Detroit, Norway, Blindside, Pillar, Underoath.
Expertise: Patman.......just bein me
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
4/14/2005
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| We are changing... Its difficult to see how much we change. It's hard to take a look back at the days, and remember where I was in life. Man, God has changed my life. Turned everything around. As sometimes I try to run away, but he won't let me, he pulls me into his arms. Lord fill me...I want you in my life....be by my side. Forever and all eternity. Don't ever let me go. | | |
| School is lame. I am not good at football. Jesus is rockin, drugs are bad.
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| What am I supposed to do? This world has started to confuse me. I begin
to question everything. My favorite uncle just died. What is up with
that?
But hey....on a brighter note Steve Irwin.....thats not funny
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| Rough day....rough game. My pride still continues to drive a wedge
between me and God. And pride is the reason I haven't tried to do
nothin about it. How do you ask God to get you through something, when
you don't want to talk to Him in the first place. And when you do want
to talk to Him you feel like a hypocrite. Why do I feel like an
outsider. I know God is there. How am I supposed to get through this?
Pride is the reason I can't crush my pride. I am trippin over myself.
Well anyways...I am sittin here....drinkin green tea. Which will keep me up all night. Well.
There is one reason I know God is here. When I a ticked...He all of a
sudden brings joy to my heart. Joy that I am alive. Aint it feel great
to be alive....
Peace,
Pat
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