I'm not leaving you if you don't leave me
You’re in competition with everyone.
Now every girl is expected to have: Caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall ass, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, the arms of Michelle Obama, and doll tits. The person closest to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes.
If you ever start to feel good about yourself. . . . . . . they have this thing called the internet.
And I can see Russia from my house.
Why are my arms so weak? It's like I did that push-up last year for nothing!
Whatever the problem, be part of the solution. Don’t just sit around raising questions and pointing out obstacles.
There is darkness in light, there is pain in joy, and there are thorns on the rose.
The lesson to learn is to pay attention for 90 minutes because in front of you are great champions.
What has the Cross left in each of us? You see, it gives us a treasure that no one else can give: the certainty of the faithful love which God has for us. A love so great that it enters into our sin and forgives it, enters into our suffering and gives us the strength to bear it. It is a love which enters into death to conquer it and save us.
I send you Love and all Green Lights