Girl, please.

whatever. 489

How is it that whenever I feel like I finally mastered something down and start becoming a know-it-all, Jesus stops me in my tracks and is like:

 Girl, please. Stop acting like you’re a boss. I love you, so here…this might hurt a little, but it’s for your good because that’s how much I love you.

Seriously, every time.

This time it was with something I think it’s pretty safe to say I have struggled with my whole life: MODESTY. For real guys,  I think it’s one of the most touchiest issues in the entire world. Everyone explodes whenever there is an argument about it.

[I mean, either that or whether crushed or cubed ice is better.It’s definitely kinda hard to choose between the two. Just sayin’.]

Okay, but seriously. The struggle is real, guys!

I feel like everyone and their mother [Literally. Everyone && their mothers] has a different…

View original post 644 more words

Advertisements

I love comments!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: