Why I Feel Personally Attacked by Dean From BIP

Disclaimer: This is a post specifically about people from Bachelor in Paradise, BUT I feel like everyone should read it. LOLOLOL I mean I feel like everyone should read everything I write… but anyway I feel like this is still relatable content for all. Please enjoy.

Hello. My name is Kristen. You might’ve forgotten who I was because I haven’t posted in a while. I’m so sorry for that. I’ve had a lot going on… and by that I mean I was outside enjoying summer, I started a new/amazing job, and… The Bachelorette + Bachelor in Paradise were in full force these last few months. I’ve clearly had zero time to blog. Priorities people.

Now that Fall is here and Chris Harrison is giving me a breather, I finally have time to start blogging again. Hallelujah.


Like I said, my life has been a little consumed by the Bachelor franchise recently. Between Rachel not choosing Peter, Demario + Corrine, and The Dean Issue, I’ve been a hot mess. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about when I say, “The Dean Issue,” consider yourself lucky. But also, consider yourself a little unlucky because that’s all I’m talking about today????

SO, here is the Kristen’s Reader’s Digest version of who Dean Unglert is and why I’m talking about him:

  • Dean is the adorable boy-child from Rachel’s season of The Bachelorette. He was the youngest guy this season and looked like he walked right out of an Old Navy commercial. SERIOUSLY SO PRECIOUS.
  • Dean made it to the Hometowns where he revealed some serious daddy issues. Every woman in America fell in love with him while he cried on the floor. He was just so vulnerable + so beautiful. AGH.
  • Rachel sent him home RIGHT after he told her he loved her… and that’s when my hate for Rachel began….
  • Fast forward a few months and homeboy arrives in (Bachelor In) Paradise. You already KNOW every girl was ready to swoop in. The lucky girl that got to take Dean on a date was America/Russia’s very own sweetheart, Kristina. She has her own story that is worth telling (but tbh I don’t have the energy) but basically she had an evil mother in Russia + then was adopted and brought to America. Her teacher once told her, “If you stay in Russia, your life will be in black and white … and if you go to the U.S., it will be in color.” So she’s out here, living in color, in Paradise taking Hottie McHottie Dean on date. What could go wrong?
  • K. So production is shut down because of the scandal, and everyone is sent home. While home, Dean + Kristina continue to talk/see each other, and they even go on a road trip together.
  • Production for Bachelor in Paradise ends up resuming, everyone heads back to Paradise, and things are going just swell for Dean and Kristina. BUT THEN, Danielle L (D.Lo) walks into Paradise in a dress showing all the goodies, and swoops Dean up. They make out on the beach and Kristina cries.
  • The rest of the show continues in a weird back and forth where Dean is cuddling/making out/having DTR converstaions with both girls on the same beach 10 feet apart until Kristina finally decides that she’s had enough + decides to send herself home.
  • THEN, Dean cries the next morning and tells D.Lo that he actually loved Kristina and now he’s sad… so he goes home too.

OK, now here are some of my favorite quotes from Dean from this season:

“I’m just like… figuring it all out.” – Dean’s motto for the season

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“I’m in a very interesting situation right now… You know Kristina is very, very interested in our relationship, but I’m very interested and attracted to Danielle L.” – Dean explaining his “situation”

 

AND HERE IS THE MOMENT WHEN EVERY GIRL FELL OUT OF LOVE WITH DEAN UNGLERT:

“Kristina is just so much more like, perceptive and smart, and like, is an  interesting person altogether. Uh, but D-Lo is just so f***ing hot.” (Btw I definitely screamed a very bad word when I first heard him say this.)

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Okay last but not least, here is one of my fave conversations between Dean + Kristina:

“I care so much more about the way that you feel than Danielle.” -Dean

“Really?” -Kristina

*Dean shakes his head and smiles* He then tells her how smart + attractive she is and how he is infatuated by her. Then they kiss.

THEN LIKE 5 MINUTES LATER HE TALKS TO D.LO AND FREAKING KISSES HER AND TELLS HER THAT HE IS INFATUATED BY HER.


Okay. Hopefully you’re all caught up now.

For those of you who watched Bachelor in Paradise/or read my wonderful Reader’s Digest version of the events, you KNOW how mad you were/are at Dean. But why? Every season has a terrible playboy that hurts everyone’s favorite girl. That’s literally what the show is about, “love” and drama. They wouldn’t have lasted one season if the show was about respectful dating and mature decisions. BUT WHY DOES THE DEAN VS. KRISTINA VS. D.LO SITUATION STING SO MUCH??

Because it is so real.

In the words of Taylor Swift, “ARE YOU READY FOR IT?” Let’s try to put this into some real life perspective.

Dean is the average cute-borderline-hot guy we all know. He’s got some family problems that makes any girl fantasize about hugging him while he cries and you both kiss in between drinking hot chocolate on a snowy night. He’s got the cutest smile + laugh, and everyone loves him. Seriously. Girls think he’s literally perfection and all of the guys think he’s “the man.”

Kristina is every single one of us (unless you’re a D-Lo… if so, you go girl.) She is the girl just trying to find love. She’s playing “the game” but only because she sees it as a means to find a happily ever after, not because she actually enjoys it. LITERALLY EVERYONE loves her + wants her to find love + but also none of us understand how she’s ending up in such a crappy situation??????? She deserves so much more than what she’s getting, but the smooth talking hottie Dean knows exactly what to say to keep her coming back for more.

D-Lo is the classic hot girl that ruins everything. She’s not actually a terrible person, but she’s hot and that makes us hate her. None of us are too sure if she has a personality #1 because we’ve never heard her say anything noteworthy and #2 because the only things people say about her are “she’s so hot” and… “she’s so hot.” Dean (the hot guy) took a liking to her which isn’t necessarily her fault… After watching a lot of the interviews, it seems like she didn’t really understand the whole situation when getting involved, and that Dean worded thing to make it seem like he wasn’t involved exclusively with Kristina. Dean is the real enemy here, but we still hate D.Lo. And you know what? That’s not okay… but that’s just the way that it is. Sorry D-Lo (and you if you find yourself being the D.Lo in a situation.)

You see where I’m going with this? The reason we all felt personally victimized by Dean Unglert is because we’ve all been there.

We’ve all been the girl just trying to find love with the wrong guy. If you’re in a college town (like, I don’t know… Provo for instance….) it’s a thousand times worse. There’s always going to be a D.Lo to your Dean. There will always be someone who is hotter than you or more exotic + exciting. Guess what? That freaking sucks. But that’s also life and we just gotta learn to deal.

For a long time I’ve thought to myself, “I wish I could be hotter, and then I could be the hot girl that these guys want.” But… watching this season I realized that that wasn’t the answer. No matter how amazing Kristina was… Dean wasn’t looking for love, he was looking for a hot hookup. There was nothing that Kristina could have done that would have changed that.

I can’t even begin to count the times a guy has gone with another girl over me and my first thoughts are, “maybe I’m not pretty enough/funny enough/cool enough/etc.” The fact of the matter is that not everyone is looking for the exact same things at the same time. If Kristina would’ve realized during the 3rd week that Dean was just trying to get jiggy with it + not get tied down, she would’ve saved so much heartache and time.

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SO IF YOU’RE FINDING YOURSELF IN A SITUATION WHERE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU’RE BEING STRUNG ALONG, take a step back. Do you both want different things? If so, bounce. Honey, you will not change his mind. Trust me. Also, you don’t need to beg ANYONE to care about you. If he ain’t willing to care, then don’t give him the time of day.

When Kristina left the show, she said, “‘In my next relationship I want to be valued, I want to be respected, and I want to be put first by someone who admires me for who I am and sees the value in me.”

All I have to say is YAAAAAAAS QUEEN.


Here are my final words on the subject:

MEN: If you’re reading this… hello. I’m so glad you made it to the end of this post. Here’s the deal, if you’re #1 dating multiple girls or #2 dating a girl but not too sure if you actually care about her enough to continue to date her: make a decision. Dating has become such a “why date this girl when there’s maybe something better out there” game. That’s fine, but remember, the grass is hardly greener on the other side. You can trust that. You aren’t trying to decide which kind of pre-workout to use, you’re dealing with real people with real emotions. Alternatively, please remember that women are strong as hell. Don’t try to “save” our feelings. If you know at one point that you’re not interested in progressing in a relationship, please speak up so that way we can move on. No girl has ever said, “Ugh, he’s such a jerk. He told me exactly what he was feeling and respected my emotions.” Last but not least, if you would rather have the hot girl then the smart + interesting girl, than let the smart + interesting girl know so that way she can stop wasting her time on you.

WOMEN: You are strong as hell. You don’t NEED a man to feel complete. If you feel like you’re making a guy your #1 priority + he’s not returning the favor, move on. It’s better to be alone and strong than to be the girl that EVERYONE knows is being played. Because *clap* we *clap* all *clap* know. I know that Bachelor in Paradise is severely dramatized, BUT please remember this: Dean kept telling Kristina “just be patient” and guess what… baby girl Kristina was patient… and while she was being patient, he was making out with D.Lo in the pool in front of cameras AND all of Kristina’s friends. IF HE AIN’T TRYING TO DATE/WIFE YOU, (and that’s what you want) THEN DON’T GIVE HIM YOUR 100%. You deserve the world, don’t settle for less. There are seriously so many fish in the sea, don’t waste your time on a snake.

And finally, genders/roles for everything I’ve just said can be totally reversed. Maybe you’re the best guy going after a girl that’s only trying to hook up. The same rules apply. You deserve the world, don’t settle for less.

I love you all + I’m very excited to start blogging more. I hope you are too.

Keep it sassy.

xoxo Kristen

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Rape isn’t real.

Growing up, my mom and I would watch Law & Order: Special Victims Unit every night. No joke. If you had asked me then, I would have told you that I was basically an expert on crime and detective work. If you had asked me then, I would’ve told you exactly what rape was. Rape was walking down an alley and being attacked by a man that was hiding in the shadows. Rape was getting drunk in a sorority and being attacked by a frat boy. Rape was just another episode of a TV show I watched every night before bedtime.

To me? Rape wasn’t real.

It was something horrific that happened in movies and TV. It was something that friends of friends have heard of, but it was never real and present in my own life. Until it was.


October 2013, I (like every other college-aged girl) had downloaded Tinder and met a boy. We had gone on one date and he seemed very nice. He was a returned missionary, he went to BYU, we had tons of mutual friends, etc. I mean, it seemed totally fine.
Thanksgiving 2013 was the first year that I didn’t spend a holiday at home with my family.  Everyone was out of town and I was in my off-campus apartment all by myself for the whole break. He called me and asked if I wanted to go get pizza and watch a movie with him since his roommates were also all out of town. Seemed alright… right? I went, and it was fine. His TV was in his room, so that’s where we went to watch the movie.
We made out and then he told me that he didn’t want to drive me home because of all of the snow. So I said, “ok.” I mean snow sucks, right? So, I fell asleep in his bed.
I don’t really want to go into the graphic details and I hope you can understand why, but I woke up around 2 AM to him on top of me. He had pulled my pants down while I was asleep and I woke up screaming. Obviously, it was all really scary, but it was also really hazy at the same time. It’s kind of hard to explain; it felt like an out of body experience. It went on for a few minutes minutes until I was able to punch him and kick him off. I demanded that he drove me home ASAP. And he did.
I got home, sat in the shower on the floor and cried. I went to church that morning and went straight to my Bishop. I didn’t know what else to do. He seemed like the only adult that I could turn to. We talked, I told him everything and he just kind of sat there. He finally asked if I was planning on going back to BYU (I wasn’t taking classes that semester) I said yes. He said that this kind of behavior wasn’t appropriate if I  wanted to return to BYU. He said that I didn’t deserve what happened, but that there were  things that I could’ve done to prevent it from happening. For example: I shouldn’t have been there by myself, I should have walked home when he told me he couldn’t drive home, I shouldn’t have been there past curfew, etc. He then asked if the guy was temple endowed. I said yes, because I knew he had served a mission. He said that he was more concerned for the guy because he had already made temple covenants. He said that it didn’t really sound like the kind of thing to report since I went there and broke honor code willingly and what not.
My bishop gave me the Miracle of Forgiveness and told me to meet with him again in a month. I did and well… that was that.

I’ve struggled with the idea of sharing this part of my life with the internet world for a very long time. It’s for sure not my “brand.” But, a very special dinner made me realize how important it is to share my story and to heal.
I was able to attend a Honey Organization Survivors’ Dinner a year and a half ago. I sat at a table of women that had been through the most terrible things. It was a safe place to talk, but when I was given the floor to talk, I told them that I was just there in support and that I didn’t have a story of any sort of sexual assault. At that given moment I had told 5 people what happened to me. At that dinner I saw the strength and power all the other women had after confronting their battles head on. I wanted to feel that– I wanted to feel powerful. I hadn’t felt power or control over myself since he took that away from me. I didn’t know how I was going to do it, but I confided in one of my best friends that night about what happened to me and about what I was going to do to take back control.

It wasn’t until two months ago that I decided to tell my parents. After speaking with several people and a new LDS Bishop, I knew that this was the next step. I sent them an email because I couldn’t bear to say any of it over the phone. To this day, I can’t tell this story and use the R-word out loud. I can type it, I can text it, but I just can’t say it. It just still feels so unreal. Telling my family was a weight lifted off of my shoulders. My parents knew that something had changed in the past few years and I think reading everything answered a lot of their own questions. It felt like I could finally breathe a little easier.
A month or two ago, I was speaking with a friend (who most definitely did not know my story) and he said, “You know… I’m surprised at how many girls are actually sexually assaulted. I met the cutest, sweetest girl and she later told me that she has been assaulted. I couldn’t believe it.” The surprise in his voice was so unreal to me. But, I understood it. I understood the thought that rape couldn’t be real. There is no way one human being could do that to another human being. It doesn’t happen in my cute Mormon community and it surely can’t happen in Provo, UT.” I understood what he thought, because I thought the exact same thing up until it happened to me.
I’m sharing this with you because I want to help put a face to a word we’ve all heard, “rape victim.” If you know me in real life or even from my social media, I’m sure all of this is a big surprise. As a young girl (thanks to Law & Order: SVU) I had an idea of what a rape victim looked like. It was not what I see in the morning everyday when I look in the mirror. It wasn’t me. But, it’s so important to acknowledge that sexual assault victims are everywhere and they all look very different. Sexual assault is very real, it’s time we start acknowledging that.

Real quick, let me just jump up on this soap box: Your body is YOUR body. No one (and I mean NO ONE) has possession over your body. You don’t owe anyone a dang thing. Abuse is abuse, whether it’s physical, sexual, or emotional. I know it’s easier said than done, but if you find yourself in an abusive situation, you have to get out. You have to save yourself. Also, everyone has their agency and sex is not a “if and then” situation (if you do this, then you have to have sex.) If you have been abused, no matter the circumstances, it was not/is not your fault. I don’t care if you were drunk, I don’t care if you were breaking the honor code, and I sure as hell don’t care how long your skirt was… it was not your fault. It will never be your fault. Please remember that.

I will not let any of this break me. Last night I woke up from a horrible dream and couldn’t sleep for hours. The nightmares, the being scared of falling asleep, the fear of being alone with men that I do not know well, it’s all still there. But I believe that there is a light at the end of all of this.
I want to end this with my testimony of love. I know that seems ridiculous given how heavy this post was, but I know that love is the light at the end my tunnel. I have a Heavenly Father (and my parents here on Earth) that will help me through this. Not only that, but there are so many resources out there to help people who have gone through these types of things. If you are a victim, know that I love you. Rape, pain and assault is all very real, but so are you. I understand you, and I see you. You are not invisible. You will survive, just like I have, and just like we will fight every day to do.
xoxo Kristen
 Here is a link to Honey Organization. Seriously, obsessed with them and all of the work that they are doing. If you are a victim, the loved one of a victim, or if you just want to get involved, please check out their website.
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What to Expect When You’re Expecting (To Be Single in 2017)

2016 has been quite a doozy, hasn’t it? We’ve seen a lot of good, a lot of bad, and a whole lot of Kardashians.

Almost everyone I know really hated 2016. And you know what? I think it’s because we weren’t prepared. We weren’t prepared for the heartbreak (R.I.P. literally everyone), the ups and downs, or the amount of dance challenges (Mannequin/Juju on that Beat) that 2016 brought into each of our lives.

Tomorrow is the start of 2017, and I want to help YOU be prepared. Benjamin Franklin once said, “By failing to prepare, you are preparing to fail.” We need to prepare for 2017!

Now you might be thinking, “Kristen, your life is a mess. What can you do to help me prepare for 2017??” Well, let me tell you… I am the mo’effing expert on being single. I was single for all of 2016, so I’ve seen it all, I know what it’s all about.

Feeling crappy about being single is the root of about 47% of my issues, and I’m barely taking control of that. BUT, for those of you entering 2017 newly single, you’re not prepared like I am. You haven’t seen what I’ve seen (a lot of nights eating cookie dough and watching Netflix.) LISTEN TO ME: do not fear being single in 2017, because I’m going to share my knowledge of what it’s like to be single so that *YOU* can be prepared.

Here is what you should expect in 2017, your year of singleness:

  1. You are going to have friends that say at least one of the following, just smile and nod:
    1. Having a BF/GF isn’t as good as it seems
    2. Ugh, you’re so lucky. Enjoy being single while you can!
    3. It’ll happen when you least expect it.
    4. I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT YOU’RE STILL SINGLE.
  2. You’re not going to be invited to everything. Sometimes your cute friends in relationships want to do fun things with other cute people in relationships and guess what… YOU AREN’T IN A RELATIONSHIP (but you are cute.) But yeah, they aren’t going to invite you because you’re single. Couples camping trip, couples trip to Vegas, Couples date to go ice skating, yeah, no, you’re not invited to any of these. Just be prepared for the FOMO.
  3. At first, family will ask a lot about your dating life, but alas that won’t last forever. Eventually, they won’t ask you about dating anymore because they feel sorry and awkward and uncomfortable. So like #winning because you don’t have to talk about it, but also #sucks because you’re loneliness makes your crazy aunt feel awkward.

    Me in my natural single habitat
  4. You WILL have really nice friends that just can’t understand HOW YOU’RE STILL SINGLE. They will say it… often. And, it’s always awkward, because if you’re like, “I know! WHY AM I SINGLE??” then they think you’re sad and have low self-esteem and it gets sad real quick. So when they ask how the heck you’re still single, just giggle and shrug and switch the conversation.
  5. You’re going to get the urge to try Tinder. There’s a weird satisfaction one gets when they see that a stranger on the internet thought that they looked hot enough to right swipe. My advice? Don’t do it. Or at least download Bumble. But try and stay away from those things. Trust. Me.
  6.  You’re going to want to delete Facebook/Instagram during wedding season. Why? It’s the captions. Like, engagement photos, “Mrs.BlahBlah has a nice RING to it.” And then there’s the countdowns “78 more days until eternity.” Yeah, I just can’t. THEN the 10,000 wedding photos come. Those captions are even worse because they always start off with, “Just got the wedding pics back, get ready for some double-posts.” 134 photos posted in a row later….. You find yourself hating your friends while you sit alone in your room watching New Girl. It’s a sad life.
  7. A friend is going to try and set you up with someone, and you will be slightly offended. THIS is what you think of me?? But don’t be offended, they’re just trying to help you out.
  8. At one point this year, you are going to like someone, you are going to think that they might like you too, and then you are going to have your heart ripped out when you find out that they don’t like you. It’s going to happen. Just be prepared. It’s not reflection on you, they just suck.
  9. You’ll have at least one friend that will make a single pact with you, and then break it the second they find someone. “This is OUR year. Our year to be single and do whatever the H*CK we want!” And then a guy will smile at her at the store, and it’s all over. It’s OK, because the second you find someone that shows interest in you, you’ll drop her too. Don’t hate her too much.
  10. You’re going to go on at least one bad date, it will happen. This year I was on a date where the guy spoke for a solid 90 minutes without taking a breath. Like, it was nice because I could eat my Zupas in peace, but also what about me??? So yeah, you’ll go on a bad date, heck you might go on 10 bad dates, but just remember, it’s not you, it’s them. (Unless it is you, then maybe you should not do whatever you were doing.)
  11. You’re going to realize that almost every holiday has turned into a social media “my significant other is better/cuter than yours” war. President’s Day, Pioneer Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Labor Day…. All of these holidays are now accompanied with “Spending *insert holiday here* with him” and tons of heart eye emojis.  It’s the actual worst. Just be prepared to scroll right past all of those posts.
  12. Weirdly enough… Valentine’s Day is the one holiday that a lot of friends will be considerate of your loneliness, at least in my experience. Your friends that are in relationships will actually avoid talking about Valentine’s Day around you. I’m not sure if it’s because they’re worried it will make you feel uncomfortable or if it just makes them feel uncomfortable because you’re so alone, but they will avoid talking about Valentine’s Day, and that’s super nice. Thank you guys.
  13. There will be times (it might be all the time) when you feel vulnerable and particularly alone…. and you will be attracted to every single single person you come across. Your childhood best friend, your home teacher, your nerdy co-worker, and literally anyone else with a heart beat all become completely and totally irresistible. Why? BECAUSE YOU THIRSTY. And that’s okay. It’s okay to fall in love with everyone, just don’t act on it. Okay? Okay.

I could write a book about all of the things to expect when you’re single in your 20’s, but I don’t have the patience or emotional stamina to do that. But if you’re feeling scared or nervous to start 2017 as a single guy/gal, don’t be afraid because you’re not alone. Well, you are, but like so am I, so like I’m here for you.

Happy New Year! Let’s kick some serious butt.

xoxo Kristen

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#12DaysOfThanksgiving

thank·ful \ˈthaŋk-fəl\ adjective : glad that something has happened or not happened, that something or someone exists, etc.

If you’re reading this… thank you. I know you’ve probably seen a thousand different “Thanksgiving” blog posts, so it means a lot that you’re reading mine. THANKS!

I feel like we set up November and Thanksgiving to fail every year. You never hear people saying, “AGH ONLY 2 MORE MONTHS UNTIL THANKSGIVING.” No. It doesn’t happen. November 1st comes around and people start counting down the days until Christmas. Thanksgiving dinner becomes Thanksgiving lunch, that way there’s enough time to make it to Walmart in time to get a $200 laptop (I’m actually typing this on my $200 laptop that I got last Black Friday. Holla!) Whether we like to admit it or not, we don’t really give Thanksgiving the time and appreciation it deserves.

Although I do need to give credit where credit is due, because there are the few people who really try to celebrate Thanksgiving. You know who I’m talking about. They post once a day on Facebook and/or Instagram about what they’re grateful for, it’s beautiful really. I commend those people. I can barely remember to put a bra on everyday, nonetheless post on FB my “Day 13 of Gratitude” post. Basically, kudos to y’all who do this.

Well this year I’m going to try and be like these people I admire. I’m going to really focus on what I’m grateful for up until Thanksgiving (but like also after Thanksgiving… so like all the time.) But, I’m starting this late so it’s going to be more of a 12 days of Thanksgiving type of thing rather than a 30 days of Thanksgiving. Ya know?


K, you can tell me if it’s just me… but, I think it’s pretty difficult to list all of the things that I’m grateful for. Do you know what I mean? Like maybe the first couple of things I list are things that I’m honest to goodness grateful for, but then I start listing “running water, modern medicine, electricity, Google Fiber, etc.” Like, am I actually grateful for these things? Yes. But like so is everyone??? It’s kind of a cop out answer.

So, this year, instead of rambling off a list of things that I have and feel obligated to be thankful for, I’m trying to reach down further.


Here are the 3 rules for my #12DaysOfThanksgiving:

  1. I will (after much thought) pick one thing that I’m grateful for each day up until Thanksgiving.
  2. I’m going to really ponder on this thing that I’m grateful for. WHY am I grateful for this thing? What am I doing show my gratitude for this thing? What is something that I can do to enhance my relationship with this thing? I’ll keep track of all of this in my journal aka the Internet.
  3. Almost everything I am thankful for has come to me via multiple people in my life. My job? My boss. My car? My parents for encouraging me. My apartment? My best friend for finding it and getting all the paperwork taken care of. Honestly, without my friends and family I’d be living in a ditch somewhere (kinda like how Zero lived in an upside down canoe in Holes.) So, for each day and each thing that I am grateful for, I’m going to do an act of service for someone else. Give back a little. Give someone something to be grateful for, ya know?

I’m posting this more or less to hold me accountable to actually doing it, but you can totally join in on this #12DaysOfThanksgiving with me. If you do, message me so that we can talk about it or if you post about it, use the hashtag so that I can see. There is nothing wrong with sharing a little goodness.

K. Wish me luck! Here’s to being grateful!

xoxo Kristen

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15 Things I Wish I Knew When I Came To BYU

Dear Freshmen (and anyone new to Provo or just needing some advice,)

Welcome to Provo. I’m glad you’re here. Well, kind of. Like, due to uneven ratios, you’re making it harder for me to find a husband, but it’s fine. Four years ago I was in your shoes. I was a scared, out-of-state, 18 year-old, freshman girl ready to take on the world. ‘Twas a great time.

In these past four years I’ve done a lot of things, and I’ve learned a lot of lessons. Looking back, I don’t think I would change anything that I did. BUT, I do kind of wish that I had an older, cooler, hotter friend that could have given me the 411 on Provo/BYU/UVU life. I’ve taken it amongst myself to write out a few of the things that I know now and that I wish I knew then. So, here it is.

I am your Yoda. I am your Beyoncé. I am you. Listen to me.

  1. Don’t buy a bunch of BYU t-shirts. I PROMISE you that you will get so many free BYU shirts in the next year, and you will feel so dumb for ever giving that university an extra dollar on top of your tuition.
  2. Learn how to take off window screens. In the next 4 or however many years you spend in college, you’re going to need to climb in through a window once or twice or eighty times. You will forget your keys, your roommates will ignore your texts, and you will need to break in. Learn how to take the screens off and climb through windows without damaging property/yourself, and you’ll be golden.
  3. Do whatever it takes for free or severely cheap food. If wearing a onesie gets you $1 shakes, do it. If “liking” a page on Facebook gets you a free appetizer, do it. If signing up for weekly texts from the all-you-can-eat pizza place gets you 50% and a free drink, DO IT.
  4. mitch-matthews
    Us girls just so excited 2 be w/ (then unimportant) Mitch Matthews.

    Please don’t idolize the football players (especially the freshman football players.) As if their heads weren’t already huge, this will only inflate them more. I promise you, they are just normal people.

  5. Get used to eating Denny’s. Often. It’s the only sit down restaurant open past 10 PM. Never, ever, EVER buy anything other than what’s on the $4 or $2 menu. Trust me. Denny’s is not the time nor the place to start acting adventurous.
  6. If you’re going to break a rule or two, don’t advertise it. Sometimes you’ll have one roommate that is a total weenie and loves following rules. She will be annoying, and she will tell on you. For instance, if it’s your birthday, and she said that there can’t be birthday candles, don’t post a photo on Facebook of you blowing out candles in your apartment. She will be annoying, and she will report you and all of your friends. Just block her on Facebook. (This was a real experience in case you couldn’t tell. Also, she’s still blocked so she will probably never see this.)
  7. Get involved! There are so many clubs and groups to be a part of. Join an intramural team, even if inner tube water polo isn’t your “thing,” it still makes you cool and sporty and extracurricular activity-ish.
  8. You marry who you date. So… date a lot. Like, it’s okay if you’re that “we met and two weeks later I knew he was the one so we got married a week later” type of girl/guy, but like, you don’t want to be that girl/guy. You’ve just spent the last 18 years under the rule of two people who love you and tell you what to do. Don’t just jump into another relationship where you are dependent on someone else who loves you and tells you what to do. Date around and form relationships that help you decide what attributes you are looking for. Figure out what your deal breakers are. This is your time to figure out who YOU are and what YOU like, don’t let your first college sweetheart take that from you.
  9. There are tons of events with free photo booths. Take ALL of the photos you can. Like, #YOLO. Actually, in general, take tons of photos. Time goes by so fast, capture a picture to capture a memory.
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    LOL, crazy grlz going 2 a crazy party

    Go to all the parties you can. You are young. An hour or two of “partying” isn’t going to kill your GPA. As far as the crazy dance parties advertised on Facebook… go to like one. Trust me, whether it’s the White Out Dance Party of The Year or the NEON DANCE FEST, they’re all the same. An extra piece of advice for dance parties that cost money: I know it’s free if you go before 10, but just pay the extra $7 to get in. You’re an adult, you can pay a few dollars for a dance. If you go way early it’s just really gross and it takes away the magic of the sweatiness, the darkness, and the loudness of the full-on dance party.

  11. Still on the subject of dancing, grinding/dirty dancing/freaking on the dance floor is not always as cool and sexy as you think it might be . I love shaking my bum bum to Pony just as much as the next girl, but like, is it always appropriate/needed? No (but sometimes it is appropriate AND needed.) Most of the it’s all a little trashy. Be classy, (try to be) never trashy.
  12. Don’t cling on to high school crushes. I spent the first couple of months of my college career staying up until 3 in the morning Skyping some guy from back home. I made… 1 friend that semester: my roommate that I shared a bunk bed with. Like, I knew the “relationship” wasn’t going anywhere, but I still held on to it. Give it up. Move on. Meet new people. Get a new boo.
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    The most accurate explanation of my Freshman year + Laundry room.

    Don’t procrastinate your laundry. Like, I know you will (I still do) but like, try to keep up on it. You don’t wanna be that guy/girl wearing swimsuit bottoms because you don’t have any clean underwear (but like, you will at one point be that person, don’t be ashamed.)

  14. Tinder/Bumble is not the answer to fix your severe case of loneliness. You’re going to start hearing the term, NCMO, more and more often. It’s gross. You can have your one breakout moment where you kiss a rando, but don’t be THAT guy or girl who kisses anyone with a heartbeat. Like, it’s cool to be the person that dates a lot, but it’s not as cool to be the hook up guy/girl. You’re more than that, so be more than that.
  15. Say “YES” to life. Looking back on my four years, there is not one crazy adventure I regret. Whether it was a spontaneous road trip to California for 48 hours or trespassing in an abandoned prison or even going on a first date with a boy that I wasn’t sure about. I wouldn’t go back, and I sure as he*k wouldn’t change a thing. Unless a still small voice advises against it, do it! You’re only a 18/19 or twenty-something year old for so long, enjoy it.

There you have it, that’s just a little of my advice. Take it or leave it. Also, just remember… no matter how awkward you are RN, it will get better. Look at that top photo of myself w/ friends… so much better than we looked 4 years ago.

Btw, glad you’re here. Let’s be friends.

xoxo Kristen

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Sometimes I Feel Hopeful, Sometimes I Feel Like a Potato

As young adults, I think we have developed into a generation that believes that we can do anything, we can think anything, and that we have the ability to become anything. Opportunities are endless. It is kind of amazing. At the same time, it’s also terrifying.

Uncle Ben once said, “With great power comes great responsibility.” And like, same. With all of this potential and opportunity comes great responsibility and hard work. It’s scary. So, sure, I can do anything… but so can everyone else, which makes it more stressful. It’s like, I’m trying to do all of these cool things, but at the same time be just as successful or look just as cool doing these things as my friends do. I *can* do anything, but can I actually?? There’s just so much pressure (mainly brought on by myself.)

If you haven’t been able to tell, I’ve kind of been caught up in an emotional tsunami of sorts. It’s like, I know what I want in life: a husband, a family, a career, a home, and a purpose. But, I am nowhere close to having any of those things. I’m not in classes, I’m not dating anyone seriously (or at all,) I’m a waitress at a Mexican restaurant, and I’m crippling under a massive amount of self-doubt and low self-esteem. If you’re ever around me IRL, than you’d know I refer to myself as a potato 95% of the time. (Like, I can’t explain the potato reference. It’s just something you have to get, ya know? Like, picture a potato… that’s what I feel like.) Basically, things aren’t looking to bright right now.

(Btw, I’m only writing about all of this because I can only imagine (and secretly hope) that I am not the only one going through this. I can’t be the only one that feels like a total potato 24/7. There’s no way.)

So, anyway… I don’t have the answer. I don’t know how to make the self-doubts vanish or how to get the perfect bod or how to finish 4 years of school in 1. I just don’t. BUT, I do have the internet. The internet has provided me with a lot of clues that might lead me to the right answer. So, assuming I’m not the only one that feels a little lost from time to time, I’m going to share a few talks, videos, and quotes that I have felt are way helpful on these cloudy days.


  1. “Jesus doesn’t make up the difference. Jesus makes all the difference. Grace is not about filling gaps. It is about filling us.” I feel like from time to time I try to make a game plan to get my life together. Like, I’ll make a budget plan and try to meal plan and figure out a scripture reading schedule. I’ll be able to keep up with these goals for like a day, and then I fall short, and then I give up. Brad Wilcox gave an amazing devotional (and one of my all time favorite talks) at BYU called, “His Grace is Sufficient.” Please read, listen and/or watch this talk. We WILL fall short, but that’s okay. Our Savior has already paid the debt in full, we are here to obey and try our hardest.
  2. “He’s the only one who can make it bearable when life is simply anything but.” We will be given more than we can handle, this is where our faith comes to play. Kayla Lemmon, from All Our Lemmony Things, wrote “God Will Give You More Than You Can Handle, I Guarantee It,” a couple of years ago. This was one of the first blogs I have ever read and I’ve kept bookmarked on my phone ever since. Sometimes the pain, stress, and hopelessness is just all too much; it sometimes feels like I literally can’t breathe. This is when I’m supposed to rely on my Heavenly Father and Savior. “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me…for my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matt. 11: 28-30)
  3. “I know that my Redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives!” This is forever my favorite hymn. Like, forever favorite of all time and eternity. It’s so beautiful. Listen to it, read it, or study the words. It’s a beautiful testimony. “He lives to comfort me when faint. He lives to hear my soul’s complaint. He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart.”
  4. No words. Just watch
  5. Kid President will forever be my favorite. He made this video for his little nephew, to teach him about the world that we live in. I think it’s a cute little reminder of how simple and good life can be, if we choose to see it that way.

Like I said earlier, life is rough. All the time. I don’t know who I am, where I’m going, or what I’m doing. But, that’s ok.

This blog post wasn’t meant to fix anything or provide any huge keys to success. I’m still lying on my floor in despair thinking about bills, being forever single, and all of the laundry that I need to do. But, writing this, re-reading these articles, and watching these videos has brought me back something that I think I lost a while ago: hope.

Here’s to hoping you find your own slice of hope.

xoxo Kristen

p.s. I’ve never done this before, but I would love if you could leave either your favorite talk, song, video, or quote, for when you’re feeling down, in the comments. I love sharing what gets me through the rough spots, and I would LOVE to know what helps y’all out.

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A Letter To My Future Daughter

HEY GIRL/DAUGHTER/SPAWN!

I love you. I love you. I love you.

You might be thinking, “Mom, you’re so weird. Why are you writing me a letter? I’m not alive yet. Plus, YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT BEING A KID/TEEN/YOUNG ADULT.” Well,  it’s the internet so I can do whatever I dang well please. Plus, I’m writing this right now while I’m 22 years old, so I actually DO know everything about everything. Suck it.  

Okay, let me explain the point of this “letter” to you

So this past spring/summer I was in a BYU student ward at King Henry. A friend in this ward had been posting a time or two in regards to his views on dating on Facebook (not sure if this will still be a thing when you’re in high school/college or if it’ll be the new Myspace. Facebook is where you basically post everything about your life and expect other people to care and “like” it.) They were totally his opinions, and that was totally fine. But, the things that he said, mainly the way that he said it, really bothered me. Like, really bothered me.

At one point he wrote about expectations and compliments, and he used red lipstick as an example. He said that he expects a “good time” on a date, as he is the one paying and planning the date, but that red lipstick puts a damper on that. Is he expected to to compliment her when he doesn’t really like the lipstick? I mean the lipstick is actually causing a problem, it’s keeping him from the “good time” that he was expecting. He also spoke about all the attractive girls going on tons of dates, which left the unattractive girls to everyone else. He felt like that he deserved the hot girl, the perfect diamond.

ANYWAY, all of these posts left me questioning my own self-worth. Am I not attractive enough since I’m not going on dates? Am I not providing my dates with everything that is expected of me? Am I not “the perfect diamond?” These are things that I NEVER want you to even question. So, I’m here to tell you a few things. Things I want you to remember. Here we go:

  1. Don’t fall into this, “boys are mean to me because they like me,” ideology. Never let a boy/guy/man put you down, hurt your feelings, or make you feel bad about yourself. That is just abusive. There is physical abuse (which if a man ever lays a hand on you, I’ll kill him) and then there is emotional abuse (I will also kill him for this.) Neither is acceptable. Your feelings are more important than his ego. Remember, no one will ever purposefully hurt you because they love you. That’s not love. And you, my dear, deserve love.
  2. You don’t owe a man anything. Ever. Remember that kid that wrote the blog I mentioned earlier? At one point he said, “When I find a girl that is attractive and that I ask on a date I expect to have a good time. Whether this is the 3rd date or the 5th date I expect to good enough time that at the end of the date I get a goodnight kiss. ” You *clap* don’t *clap* owe *clap* anyone *clap* anything. I’m your mother. I carried you for 9 months and gave birth to you (and don’t you forget it.) If anyone gets to expect something or feels that you “owe” them, it’s me. This guy that takes you to frozen yogurt or mini golfing or to dinner? No. You owe him nothing. One of my best friends had a guy tell her that either she kissed him or he wouldn’t take her on another date. You know what she did? She got up and left (and went back later to egg his apartment door.) Basically, your body is YOUR body, no one else’s. You don’t owe any of these single and sad schlumps anything. Ok?
  3. You are literally perfect. “So God created man in His own image, in the image of God created He him; male and female created He them” (Genesis 1:26–27). Please, please, please, don’t ever forget this. You have an eternal destiny that is so much more important than how many dates you’re going on, what kind of car or bicycle you’re currently driving, or how many followers you have on your fancy social media site (idk if it’s still Instagram or not.) I don’t want you to ever feel less than enough. You are so much more than enough. My high school seminary teacher once told the girls in our class that if anyone ever treated us badly to say, “I’m a daughter of God, and I demand respect.” You are a daughter of God and you demand respect. You are so loved, it’s not even measurable. “WE are daughters of our Heavenly Father, who loves us, and we love Him.” We love our Father in Heaven, He loves us, I love you, and my only wish is for you to love yourself.

I’m sorry for this rant, but I felt like it was/will be important. Also, I hope this blog will still be around when you need to finally feel the need to read this. The internet is forever, right? Remember, you rock and love is always the answer (the second best answer is “girls rule, boys drool.”)

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Keep kickin’ butt and raising an appropriate amount of hell.

Love,

Your young and hip and hot and still very cool Mom

 

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It’s not me, it’s you.

Dear men that like to call me “the coolest girl FRIEND” or that think I’m so “funny,”

Hi. How are you? I hope that you’re doing well. I really didn’t want to do this over the internet, but I feel like this is best. Before I begin, I just want you to know that I care about you, and that I never meant to hurt you.

I should start with a big thank you. Thank you for being such a fan of me. You’re always the first to invite me out with your friends because I’m so much fun. Thanks for always laughing, I mean you probably can’t help it based on the fact that you always tell me how funny you think I am. Thanks for recognizing that I’m one of the “cool” girls, and that I’m not tons of drama like those other girls. And lastly, thank you for always reminding me that I’m one of your best girlfriends. Really, thank you for all of this. It has all meant so much to me.

But you see… here’s the problem. I can’t be the ultimate friend for you anymore. I can’t be the girl who is always available, always funny, and always so cool. You see, all of these traits are things that you tell me that you want in a girlfriend, but like, you always seem to make it clear that you don’t want me as a girlfriend. Which is so totally fine. But, like no cow, no milk (the only time you’ll ever see me refer to myself as a cow.)

I’m breaking up with you. I’m not going to be your non-girlfriend girl friend. Like, we can still be friends, but not close-close friends. Ya know? Ugh, I know this is abrupt, and it really came out of nowhere. I’m sorry to blindside you like this. Before I leave you to try and make sense out of all of this, please let me leave you with some advice and some words to help the break up.

It’s not me. It never was. It’s you. 

Like, I think we can both establish, I’m pretty great. You say it yourself, you think that I’m funny, that I’m cute, that I am fun, smart, the type of girl you’d want to end up with, etc. I mean we even have a pact to get married in 10 years if neither of us are married. BUT, for some reason the idea of actually dating me is just so… not. Like, it’s not a thing.

If you ask me, this comes down to a lot of misunderstanding of how girls/I work. I actually just heard this on my most recent date, he said, “I just don’t get girls. They are just so confusing to me. There’s too much going on with all of you.”

Well, let me break it down for you. There’s not a lot really going on here. Those “crazy, complicated” girls that you’re talking about are the same 18/19 year old girls getting all of their dating advice from the Cosmopolitan Snapchat story. Here are a few things that I think you (and your friends) need to understand about me (if not all young adult women):

1. I am not trying to lock you into eternity right now. Like, it’s one date. Calm down.  For some reason the idea of one date means marriage. I’ve heard, “I don’t want to ask her on a date. I don’t want her to be in love/obsessed with me.” Now I say this from the very bottom of my heart and with so much love when I say, get over yourself.

I’m going to let you in on exactly what I do when I get home from a date. I get home, immediately take off my pants, and put on leggings (there is an 100% chance I wore my tight skinny jeans to impress you, but they are making those weird lines on my stomach and cutting off circulation by this point.) I then tell my roommates how it went. I tell them what we did for the date and then all of the nice things you said and then all of the terribly awkward things that I did. Then, they always ask me if I would go on a second date with you if you asked. And then we go about the rest of our lives like normal. There is no wedding planning, there is no journal writing parties, nothing. It was just a date. Basically, don’t be so afraid of asking me or anyone else out on just one date. It’s not that big of a deal. Like someone once said, “Just do it.”

2. You’re supposed to marry your best friend. Like, that’s a thing. You’re going to spend an eternity with this person, so maybe it’s not such a bad thing if they are funny, cool, and nice. I always here guys say, “No, I can’t date her. She’s like my best friend.” Well, like, that good?? And remember my last point, it’s one date. As long as there is communication there and you aren’t being a horn dog, it won’t “ruin your friendship.” Just do it. Try it out. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you ended up with your best friend. Just saying.

3. You marry who you date, that’s just a fact. So… if you’re not dating then you’re not getting married any time soon. I hear all the time, “I’m not married yet, wahh, blah, blah, blah” but where’s the effort?? Like, unless you’re hoping for some sort of arranged marriage, it’s not going to happen until you make it happen, captain. Buck up buddy, and start asking girls on dates.

4. Please stop labeling girls (especially me) or write us off as just one thing. I feel like I get labeled as the “funny” girl 24/7. Sure, I like to laugh and I like when others laugh, no biggie. That’s fine. But I also, love talking about real things. I love history. I’m part of several organizations including Honey, who raises awareness for sexual abuse. I love, love, love to read. I have the most interesting movie collection ranging from Shawshank Redemption to Max Keeble’s Big Move to Space Jam to Sharknado. There’s so much more to me than just “funny.” So my advice? Work on genuinely getting to know us girls before friendzoning us as the funny cool girls.

I know this all might be a lot to take in, but I hope this helps ease the pain. I can’t be your go-to girl anymore. I’m trying to form an actual relationship out here, and if you want to write me off as the “funny, cool girl” then that’s exactly what I’ll be.  I just have too many guy friends that think of me as a best friend. At the end of the day, I only need one. I’m sure my future husband won’t like seeing all of my hot, best guy friends at our wedding, waiting for a dance. Ya feel?

Like I said, I hope this wasn’t too harsh. I never meant for you to get hurt. I just felt like I had to get these things off of my chest. You deserve more than just the funny, cool, best friend girl. It’s not me, it’s you. Go find your dream girl boo boo.

xoxo Kristen

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My Prickly Love

This is the final time that I change my blog name. I promise.

Growing up there was always that Young Women lesson where they teach that everyone has a “thing” or a talent, and that we need to nurture and develop that talent. We were normally given 5 minutes at the end of class to write down on the back of a note card the talents that we were grateful for and that we were going to focus on. I would sit there, stare at the card, and write down my name so that way it looked like I was writing down a talent. (P.S. This is by no-means a “woe was me” story.) I just didn’t have a tangible talent like everyone else.

To this day, when I think about all of the wonderful talents other people have, it dawns on me that I don’t have those same talents. I can’t sing, I don’t cook, I have no fashion sense, and I’m not at not using 5 double negatives in one sentence. I’ve never felt like I had a thing.

BUT, for the past year, this blog has been my thing. I love it like I love my child (my 4 month old Beta fish named Hudson.) I like writing all of my feelings down and putting it on the internet, even if only two people ever actively read this blog. FYI: Mom and Dad, you are the two people that I expect to always read these posts.

That little rant about being talent-less brings me to the point of this post: I’ve changed my website look and name. Ever since I’ve started blogging, I’ve been trying to pinpoint the purpose and focus of my words.

In the blogging world I’ve found DIY blogs, fashion blogs, lifestyle blogs, mommy blogs, etc. I just feel like what I’m trying to do here… it doesn’t fall into any of those categories.

I want my blog to be about love. Whether it’s me writing about the things that I love (family, friends, fun experiences,) or the things that I don’t love but I’m working on learning to love (all of my sassy/sarcastic blogs about dating, people I can’t stand, life in general), I want the overall message to still be saturated in love.


“A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.” John 13:34

“Thou shalt love the Lord they God with all thy heart, ad with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great  commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” Matthew 22:37-39

I once heard someone switch around the second part of that scripture to say, “Thou shalt love thyself as thy neighbor.” It is so very important to love, our Heavenly Father has made that very clear. We are to first and foremost, love Him with all of our might. We then need to remember to love each other, and while at times I feel like this can be the most difficult, we need to remember to love ourselves.

Love; it’s a commandment. We (for the most part) don’t have issues remember not to commit adultery, murder, etc, why is it so hard to remember to love?


There you have it: all of this is about/for love. I’ve noticed that, at least in my life, love is often rough. One might even say prickly. It’s hardly ever the RomCom, foot-popping, happy roller coaster we all hope for. Love hurts, but it also heals. It’s literally needed to survive. It is His foundation and message. Love is everywhere, and I want it to be here.

Thus, Prickly Love has been born. Stay tuned for more posts.

Lastly, thank you all for continuing to read my jumbled up words and for all of the kind comments that I have received. Your love inspires me to be better.

xoxo Kristen W

p.s. I’m still mean and sassy, so don’t worry. My next blog is literally about the 5 annoying people I see at the pool every time I go. I was just in the feels today, sorry for the sappiness.

p.p.s. Please feel free to Subscribe to my blog. You’ll get a cute wittle email anytime I post. Which could be annoying… or amazing. Take a chance. Say yes to (Prickly)Love!

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What Do You Mean You Don’t Like JBiebs?

DISCLAIMER: I have been a Belieber since Day 1. Please don’t let anything that you’re about to read make you think otherwise. Picture
On April 2, 2016, (last night) I had a moment. It was one of those moments in life where you think to yourself, “everything has changed; life will never be the same after this.”

​What was this moment you might be wondering? It was the very moment in which I watched Justin Drew Bieber sing “Sorry” shirtless, under a waterfall, in the Vivint Smart Home Arena as part of his Purpose World Tour.


Trust me.
​Everything. DID. Change.
Up until this moment, he had always been just a boy who sang catchy songs. I used to listen to him in the car by myself or when I was with just my girlfriends.

Now? I will listen to him loud and proud wherever I am. He is a lyrical genius and he’s adorable and he’s deep and he’s… this is already a run-on, so I’ll just stop there.

PictureAfter this epiphany, it has come to my attention that not everyone respects, studies, and stands by the Biebs beautiful melodies as much as I do. So, I’m taking it upon myself to list the Top 10 deep/thoughtful/poetic lyrics from Justin Bieber’s music for you all.

​Hopefully, this will bring some conversions.



TOP 10 CRY YOURSELF TO SLEEP BEAUTIFUL LYRICS

1. “What’s a king bed without a queen?” Like, it’s still a king bed… but what IS it?
2. “Chillin’ by the fire while we eatin’ fondue.” If you were to ask me what my dream date is, please understand that my answer involves fondue (cheese obvi) and chilling by fires. Of course the perfect man thought up the perfect date.
3. “Many have called, but the chosen is you. Whatever you want shawty I’ll give it to you.” You. You You. I choose you.
4. “I never thought that I could walk through fire; I never thought that I could take the burn.” He is humble, and he knows his limits. (Spoiler: later on in the song he realizes that he should never say “never.”)
5. “Smile on your face even though your heart is frowning.” This is such a beautiful and touching lyric. I could be smiling but frowning on the inside. How does he know so much about me?
6. “Never say Never.” Never. Refer back to #4.
7. “Spend a week with your boy, I’ll be calling you my girlfriend.” And THIS is why JBiebs is the perfect man. I’m out here bending backwards to get a guy to love me, and I get a hard pass and get called a “friend.” After one week, ONE WEEK, he’ll be calling me his girlfriend? I’m. So. Down. Every DTR lovers’ dream.
8. “Can’t make up your mind, mind, mind, mind, mind; please don’t waste my time, time, time, time, time.” @ every guy I’m in like w/ RN.
9. What you got, a billion could’ve never bought.” He thinks, no… He believes, no… He knows that I’m worth more than a billion (I’m assuming that’s in US currency.) Thanks boo.
10. “Baby, baby, baby oooh. Like baby, baby, baby nooo. Like baby, baby, baby oooh.” I saved the best for last, obvi. He’s saying so little but so much at the same time. Ya know?

Okay, okay. I know that those are most likely the 10 worst lyrics from him; they aren’t deep or thoughtful at all. It’s just really hard for me to not be a little sarcastic. I’m working on being less sassy… The point is that I know that his lyrics are silly, that he wears too much plaid/long t’s, and that all of his model shoots are photo shopped (they have to be, have you seen how adorably scrawny he is?)

BUT, that is why I am a true Belieber. I know all of these things and yet I still love him. That is true love.

Thanks for reading y’all. Now go listen to some Justin.

Keep it sassy ladies and gents.

xoxo Kristen

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