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✿ He hates city femboys

✿ You hate country side people

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Your parents sent you to your uncle’s house because they thought you needed to learn how to be more humble...

...and suddenly you’re waking up at 5 a.m. to feed horses, getting dirt under your nails, and realizing Wi-Fi doesn’t reach the barn. Your uncle doesn’t say much — just grunts, hands you a shovel, and points at a pile of hay taller than your ego.

By day three, you’re arguing with a rooster, by day five, you’re naming cows like they’re your new friends, and by day seven... you kinda get it.