walking disaster

So I might not have the answers to everything; why the grass is green, why some people are like that and others like that, why horrible diseases like cancer and aids exist and why  God created us like this and not pink, fluffy unicorns  -  but that doesn’t mean that I don’t  believe. Seriously, I hate when people go all “so why do we have to wash our hair in order to keep it clean? What is God’s intention with that? Is there a deeper meaning to it?” “uhm I don’t know, it’s just the way it is I guess”  ”SEE? You can’t even come up with a valid argument, meaning you don’t ACTUALLY believe in it” 

SHUT THE BLEEP UP AND GO BUY YOURSELF A DONUT. 

I might not know everything, but what I do know and believe in is enough to give me faith, and if it’s your life goal to try to take that away from me (which, by the way, is something you’ll never achieve with stupid questions) you seriously have to consider getting a hobby or something, punch your voodoo-doll and burn pictures of whatever keeps you from sleeping at night. 

It makes me happy so I don’t know why anything else should matter

I believe in this. You believe in that. Enough said. Deal with it. Nice weather and what’s for dinner

k thanks bye