Fuck it. I have no considerable talent, but I’m tired of going to school. When I graduate I’m becoming a writer. I am sitting around in my pajamas all day and drinking coffee and writing stories. If I write stories long enough, the will eventually be less painful to read. In this moment, the thought of assessing pre-schoolers for the rest of my life sounds so constricting and awful.
beautiful dream invitations just became available again. My emotions just can’t handle this up and down of wedding planning. I’d also like to take a moment to digest how sick it is that the phrase “beautiful dream invitations” just came out of my typing. I am not the sort of person who thought they’d ever care this much about invitations. I’m becoming a...
Okay. I think I found a ceremony venue AND invitations. If this all works out I will be crying tears of joy.
I have done more wedding planning in the past week than I have in all my time as someone who is having a wedding. Gross. Honestly, I’m kind of appalled at what a crock the wedding industry is. It’s really just become so inflated from a day to celebrate love. This is why brides become Bridezillas- Everyone keeps telling me that I need more and more things, and things stress me out....