It's Sunday and you know what that means. A long night of David Tutera and being a goddamned girl... shit, I'm making it my goal to be on his show someday! He is truly a god.
I'm feeling all sorts of things tonight. Annoyed, stressed, panicked, relieved, envious, pissed, exhausted, and contemplative. Seriously, ever since going on birth control, I've been so damn moody and generally sad. No wonder women are afraid to take it. It's totally muffed me up... it probably also doesn't help that I'm putting off the off week for another month thanks to GODDAMNED PROM.
Hormones: the ultimate evolution fail.
Oh well. I'll spend my night watching wedding shows until my eyes bleed taffeta and fondant. I'm SUCH A DAMN GIRL. FUHHHHH.
xx So God Put Down Your Gun, Can't You See We're Dead Marz
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