o to grace how great a debtor
daily i’m constrained to be!
let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to Thee.
prone to wander, Lord, i feel it,
prone to leave the God i love;
here’s my heart, o take and seal it,
seal it for Thy courts above.

i'm all a bit confused. standing still with the world moving around me
one thing, girl
eyesup

i'm back
it was amazing
more than amazing

also. i've decided i don't want to go back to sydney