she's ripping wings off of butterflies...

my youth pastor came up to me tonight and told me that he was praying for me.
i can't even beging to explain how much that means to me.

maybe i will contine attending this youth group...
*sigh*
i don't know. i don't know. i don't know.
the only people who talk to me/i talk to are the leaders. the students mostly ignore me. there's not a community there for me.
but i can't stop going back. there's still some small glimmer of hope that something might change...