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Super Bowl!

I think everyone has the right to believe what they want. But some things about religion baffle me. For example, there are people praying to god right now that their football team wins the super bowl. And many of these people actually believe that he will answer their prayers! I’m sorry but I REFUSE to believe in a god that will make an effort to help a certain football team win but will do NOTHING to help starving families, people suffering abuse from their government, and to end violence. I also refuse to be believe that anyone who calls themselves a “good Christian” or a “good person” and believes that god answers their prayers but then only prays for selfish things is a good person at all. Because if I believed for one fucking second that getting on my knees and praying to god actually worked, I would be on my goddamned knees all day praying for those in need! If god really answers your prayers then you are an asshole for not using those prayers for something good. If god is going to answer your prayers about the Super Bowl, why does he ignore the prayers of people who really need his help? Why does he ignore the man who lost his job and is praying he can feed his children this week? Why does he ignore the people who are caught in the middle of a war zone and are praying they can get out alive? Why does he ignore the families who are pulled apart from each other, abused, and starved in countries life North Korea? 

If ANY god is out there and is willing to make a football team win some stupid event but ignores all of these important things, then I refuse to give him any glory by believing in him. If this is the god that I should be worshiping and devoting my life to then I only have one thing to say: FUCK YEAH SATAN! At least he is unbiased. 

Max has a new friend :) 

thatfunnyblog:

Wanna LAUGH OUT LOUD?! 

Too bad that’s not a spider taped to that sign…

thatfunnyblog:

Wanna LAUGH OUT LOUD?! 

Too bad that’s not a spider taped to that sign…

The big things are important—I love you, you love me, we want the same things. But the little things—like remembering how much someone likes butterflies or making them pancakes for dinner because you know they’ll love it—are the seams that hold the big things together. When things get rough, the seams are what hold everything together. Don’t forget the little things. 

By the way, I love you like crazy, Kyle! 

QUESTION!

I have a very important question. Is it weird to save the milk from the bowl of cereal you had for breakfast and use it on the same type of cereal the next day? Or is it a good way to keep from being wasteful? My fiance looked at me like I’d told him to cut the dog’s throat and pour it all over his cereal when I suggested that. 

This is how I feel when I look at wedding decorations and flowers. 

This is how I feel when I look at wedding decorations and flowers. 

While looking at first world problem memes I start to complain about how I hate that I can’t decide whether to eat my toast, my yogurt, or my eggs first. Oh the irony. 

Apparently this is very accurate. 

Apparently this is very accurate. 

Fiance is out for the night working. The moment he leaves, people start screaming in the parking lot and all kinds of thumping and banging can be heard from downstairs and outside the door. I’m pretty sure slender man is coming to kill me. 

Putting leather on your dog is weird anyway but JUST FYI for anyone who does have a real leather collar on their dog, if it was made in China there is a great chance it is actually dog leather. So if you catch your dog dancing around in the mirror saying “Do you think I’m sexy?” in different voices, you know why. 

Putting leather on your dog is weird anyway but JUST FYI for anyone who does have a real leather collar on their dog, if it was made in China there is a great chance it is actually dog leather. So if you catch your dog dancing around in the mirror saying “Do you think I’m sexy?” in different voices, you know why. 

Haha Kyle :) 

Haha Kyle :)