my ♥ your home :)

1. tings charis
2. 黄詩婷
3. 19th September 1988
4. 23 years old
5. Pre-school Teacher
6. Hope Church Singapore
7. tingscharis@gmail.com

before you turn the door knob...

Greetings,
ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
tings is really very proud to have you in her humble cyber world.
before you turn the door knob and enter into her world,
you may want to take a small note on what she is going to say here...

keep your fingers to yourself, do not judge.
tings is fully aware that this ain't behind any closed door
and hence, what you read is not what she is, totally.
read and go, do not make any conclusions on your own.
mere concerns are appreciated, anything beyond that line are not welcomed.

have grace and mercy upon her
she is indeed not as good as you think.

sign off, tings charis :)



forever and always

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BLAME AND SHAME.
Thursday, December 9, 2010 / 2:51 AM

really who am i?
how well do you know me?
no you don't.
you do not know what grave mistakes i have made.
you do not know how much i despise myself.
you do not know how shameless i am.
you do not know how exactly i am.
i am such a sinner.
i hurt myself and i hurt God.
i am not worthy and i never am.
regrets and remorses are the torments in my soul.
time will not rewind for my sake.
there is nothing can do to redeem my mistakes.

i understand that God gives second chance, but there is no way that i can forgive myself.
i cried out to the shepherd of my soul.
i said sorry a million times.
but i can't get rid of the guilt.
i am the devil's favourite toy now.
he is playing the blame and shame game with me.
he seems to have loads of fun when i am struggling with tears.

i am the worse of all.
you wouldn't know or expect me to be like that.
when you know it, you would be so disappointed in me.
i sucks, i am not worthy to even be called the child of God.
i am a disgrace of God's family.
i should never forgive myself and not expect anyone to do so.

if only, if only.