story of my life

Well, to start things off, the name is Alyssa. I came into this lovely world on May 21, 1991. I am adopted. I love my family to death. I am a very shy person that is easily hurt, despite what I may say or how I may act. Friends, true friends to me are a scarce thing to come upon; mostly due to the fact that I am a very shy and nervous person. ♥
Blah blah blah. Yea. You get the idea.

philippians 4:10-14

I'm glad in God, far happier than you would ever guess—happy that you're again showing such strong concern for me. Not that you ever quit praying and thinking about me. You just had no chance to show it. Actually, I don't have a sense of needing anything personally. I've learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I'm just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I've found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don't mean that your help didn't mean a lot to me—it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles.

red sam

Here I stand
Empty hands
Wishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop the pain from the beatings



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