Catholics are professionals at expressing deep love for the “best friends” they met ten minutes ago the night before disappearing from their lives entirely
I know there is something in me that I need to change, but I don’t know what, and I need some assistance.
The ability to recognize, cherish, and wield the quirks and stereotypes we inherited, maybe?
This is that special blend of Tablet Kid “I don’t need to know things I can google them” and Rich Kid “I don’t need to do things I can crowdsource them” that makes for that Distinctively VP “I don’t know what I’m doing and nobody can tell 👈😎👉”