Cheers For Fears

Like you, I sometimes text message myself when I’m sad. Like you, I consider myself to be unusually good at the electric slide.

Like you, I don’t know where all this hair came from. Like you, I feel judged when very small children look witheringly in my direction. Like you, I’m not looking for any trouble. Like you, I find it hard to remember the very poor.

Like you, I’m not sure what Christ was talking about. Like you, I like to think I’ve “still got it.” Like you.

#justkidding #IknowwhatChristwastalkingabout