I can't believe how hungry I am. It has been about 12 hours since my last bite. I am dying. Slowly, I am dying of starvation. Lunch isn't til 11. I will die. Surely, I will die. What have I done to myself. Breakfast, the sweetness of you, I lost you, neglected you today, and I, I pay the price! Oh how I miss you breakfast. I miss you food. Life! Slowly, I die. Whelp! 30 Minutes til 11! almost there. I should go.

Jesus,
I respect you so much! Right now, I'm not talking about respect because of the cross or anything like that. I respect you so greatly in this moment because...I can't imagine no food for 40 days. Jesus, You're my hero...for more than this, but still...

So thats what this means.....


Bails and Pales is about love. Its about measuring a very immeasurable thing. Its goofy, its crazy but its cool. One day im going to write a book about it.