I have been telling quite a few people about my Vegas wedding since it is so close. For the most part the response has been,
“Why are you getting married again?” Which has been followed immediately by their confused faces and their judgment on my “weirdness.”
*Shrug*
Well first off, its really no one’s business about the inner workings of my relationship, so I am gonna stop trying to explain it. You don’t understand, and you CAN’T understand. I am telling people this time because so many were hurt after I didn’t tell them about the first wedding. It is all coming back to me why I kept most people shut out of it in the first place. More negative energy surrounds weddings than positive. I guess everyone was surprised that Pretty Boy married my weird ass in the first place, much less gonna do it again.
I mean, I am so sorry if your significant other sucks so much ass that you could never consider marrying them in the first place, much less marrying them twice. My man is awesome, the best, much better than yours in fact, and I would marry him a million times if I could, and I am pretty sure he would do the same.
So if you think me having a second wedding is weird/stupid/foreign/”white” quite frankly I don’t give a fuck. You aren’t invited anyway!
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