As promised, I am reporting back on my friends’ wedding, aka the first wedding I have ever been to, aka social anxiety hell, aka aaaah my ex-boyfriend will be there, aka aaaah my former best friend who hates me a bit will be there, aka aaaah how do I high heels.
It was fine. It was completely fine. Everyone who told…
Those folks can get preferential seating if they can first get a camel through the eye of a needle.
—I believe Jesus is a capitalist.—
It is nice when the creeps advertise, isn’t it? This way no woman has to waste one second of her time.
Guys, I’m like, so broken up that I won’t be able to marry an angry misogynist.
No hymen, no diamond? No problem!
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lmao poor Jan I can’t even get her name right