Yes I’m a spoiled husband but not yours I am the property of a freaking shirt

When I was young the Yes I’m a spoiled husband but not yours I am the property of a freaking shirt, obeying elders and agreeing that elders don’t tell lies. Honestly, I followed all those things mommy said. I had to because those were the words she told me every morning before I return to boarding. Some years later, I grew older and moved further, I was done with school and the morning devotion theme changed. It was no longer living life morally well. It was no more about seeing that elders don’t tell lies.

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I’m now an adult as well and Yes I’m a spoiled husband but not yours I am the property of a freaking shirt. The new devotion we now face each day is “He who finds a wife finds a good thing from the Lord and obtains mercy of the Lord.” And my mom would say he who gets a husband obtains a great favor from the Lord. I’d look so forlorn and act deaf when mommy moves to the finish line. She has this way of communication that makes her ending words look like the climax in an epic film, where the hero is about to be killed. It makes you become so invested to the words she is saying until you finally remember that it was you she’s talking about indirectly.