val: it's today
val: i threw up three times
val: one in the morning when i woke up, one after breakfast, and one, now in the limo
val: we're here
val: the driver just stopped
val: i've always loved churches, but right now i wouldn't want anything more than to burn this one down
val: fuck fucking shit i wanna puke and punch a wall
val: remember when i had an anxiety attack because i had to talk on the phone to the pizzeria
val: you held me and helped me breathe and gave me water
val: i won't ever forget that or the other hundreds
val: i'm actually doing this
val: i'm marrying him
val: i have to go i'm about to fucking walk down the aisle
val: bye
