wearing thin

My home isn't mine anymore and my wonderwall is breaking and I'm walking blindly through darkness and I want to cry but it doesn't work anymore. There's nothing left.

Splendored.

The other night, in my blanket fort, I was reading the book of Psalms.
Out of nowhere, I realized why I'm here.
Why we all exist.

As a daughter of Christ, it is my duty to love people. To show love, speak love, express love for other people. Even if some of us don't believe it, we're all children of God. What father likes to see his kids fight and argue and persecute and hurt each other? What king enjoys watching his people destroy each other and tear each other apart?
By loving others we are loving Him.
It's simple.
Love each other.
Buy someone coffee when they only have two dollars on them. Let your friend borrow your red lipstick when she feels worthless. Carry ibuprofen, and don't be stingy with your t-shirts.
Just love people.
When I think of all the people I love, I see a messy, dishevled, long list of names.
Some of these people have always been there and reciprocated the love.
Some of them have broken my heart.
Some of them hate me.
Love the people that hate you.
It's really all you can do for them.
So often, someone comes to mind and they're literally full of hate. Stitched together with lies and overflowing with zeal to hurt other people.
Love them.
They're the ones that need it the most.
Love your mom, love your neighbor, love your sunday school teacher, love the creepy kid in your french class, love your lunch ladies, love your grandma, love your best friend's little brother, love yourself.
What better way is there to pass our time here on earth, than to simply love each other?