Dear Heavenly Father, thank you that we could be gathered together to tweet this general conference. Please bless that the internet will be with us so our tweets will still be relevant by the time they post and we can be the first to make the joke about airplanes.
I have half a mind to finish writing the Dramione fanfic I started on Wattpad my sophomore year of high school because people are stILL ACTIVELY COMMENTING ON AND FOLLOWING IT TO THIS DAY
Finding myself in such a dark place that I am unable to feel passionate about things that used to drive my very existence is probably one of the most painful things I have ever experienced. I loathe the apathetic monster that depressive episodes reveal.
5 love languages:
1. Acts of Service:Would you like me to pick up some Chick-fil-A
2. Quality time:Would you like to go to Chick-fil-A with me
3. Words of affirmation:Thank you for this Chick-fil-A
4. Gifts:I got you Chick-fil-a
5. Physical touch:The Lords chicken on your lips.
Confirmed #ldsconf rumors:
-DJ Khaled will be a guest performer with MoTab, which will start each hymn saying “WE THE BEST MUSIC”
-members will be asked “are you a Utah driver?” during interviews
-suggested hymn tempos will increase by 20%
-Every s in the BOM is replaced by a $
Seating Brett Kavanaugh on the Supreme Court without investigating the allegations against him is a brazen way of telling victims of sexual assault that we, as a country, don’t care about them.
Gnight to you
& the stories that you tell yourself,
The ones that whisper,
“And that’s who I am.”
You are not your worst moment nor your finest hour.
Not your most maddening habit nor your mother's favorite childhood anecdote.
You've got the pen.
It's your story. You, love.
You.