The tricky part about remembering to cleanse, serum, moisturize, and eye cream your face before you go to sleep at night... Is figuring out where your Ultra Replenishing Serum is the next morning.
My life is sad, pathetic, amazing, and fabulous all rolled into one.
I frequently write letters to Jesus in my head, such as:
Dear Jesus,
We are in a really big fight right now.
Xoxo
Stacie
...
or:
Dear Little Tiny Baby Jesus,
Was that reeealllly necessary?? REALLY??
Mediocre Regards,
Stacie
...
Basically, Jesus and I have a love-hate relationship, as he has seemingly chosen to use my life for his own entertainment.
If Jesus is an asshole to you sometimes too,* please feel free to share your stories.
And to my friends who have fabulous lives sans irony: You're welcome.
*Please note that I make my Jesus remarks purely out of love.
Dear Jesus,
Please don't make me spend eternity in purgatory. That would be just a little too asshole of you.
Warmest Regards Ever,
Stacie
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