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I'll Love You, Unless...



I'll love you, unless we don't get a long. 

I'll love you, unless you aren't my type.

I'll love you, unless we aren't compatible.

I'll love you, unless we are just too different.

I'll love you, unless you annoy me.

I'll love you, unless you are an idiot.

I'll love you, unless you hate someone I like. 

I'll love you, unless you tend to make the same mistakes over and over... and over.


I'll love you, unless you go against what's really important to me.

I'll love you, unless our families don't get a long.

I'll love you, unless you don't stick up for me.

I'll love you, unless you don't hold the same goals as I do. 

I'll love you, unless you are weird.

I'll love you, unless it doesn't make sense to love you.

I'll love you, unless... who are we kidding??? I'll only love you if I feel like it. 


I'll love you, unless I hate you. 



God never gave us exceptions when He said love. We are the ones that add all these extra exceptions (excuses)

I'll love you... but we aren't friends. I'll love you, but I don't like you. 

Or sometimes we are even honest... I just don't love you because I hate you and don't want to listen to what God has to say about love right now.



Are you making excuses to not love someone?
If so, what are you going to do about it?




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  1. Whoa. What a post. Such a brutal truth, but a beautiful, valuable reminder. <3

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  2. Wow, this is quite hard hitting. Thanks for sharing this!

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    1. I'm glad you enjoyed it, Skye! Thanks for commenting :)

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  3. Whoa. Totally convicting. You go, girl! <3

    Also, love your new profile pic. :D

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    1. Oh, well I hope I did so in an encouraging, motivational way ;)

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