The great thing about tumblr is that all your crazy family members and the like are most likely not capable of figuring out how awesome it is, and therefore don’t exist within the tumblrverse and therefore can’t read your rants. Grand.
Since getting engaged last August there’s one thing I’ve learned from the past few months. Planning a weddings sucks.
People are crazy insensitve, selfish and are more than happy to use this exciting time in your life to project their ideals on you and steal your thunder. It takes a lot of blood, sweat, and an exponential amount of tears (apparently) to get through some of the shyte that comes with organizing a nuptial celebration.
I’m more than excited to finally start my life with my fiancé, but looking back I really could’ve done without all of this malarky.
So if you ever decide to get married, do yourself a favor: hit up your city hall with some friends, celebrate afterwards with a pint and call it a day.