IM AT CHURCH CAMP AND THEY ACCIDENTALLY JUST STARTED PLAYING SHOTS OVER THE LOUD SPEAKERS .
THE FIRST LYRICS ARE LITERALLY “ARE YALL READY TO GET FUCKED UP” .
YOU CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE THE FACES OF HUNDREDS OF HOMESCHOOLED CHRISTIAN TEENS UPON HEARING A SWEAR
U DONT EVEN KNOW THE PASTORS JUST CASUALLY KEPT DANCING WHILE THEY STRUGGLED TO TURN IT OFF AHHHHAHAHHA
kids these days are so spoiled
when i was your age we had an animated disney castle intro
and we had to walk uphill both ways to see it
Barefoot, in the snow
Running away from velociraptors
AND WE WERE THANKFUL.
Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.