(LANGUAGE AND MAD...ness-)
If you didn't see last chapter, I'm pissed. Pissed about tonight.Here's why:
Okay, so first of all, I gotta be honest, the other bridesmaids, excluding me, my sister, and the matron of honor, are fake. I'm seeing it more and more how fake they truly are. Bridget (not the brides real name but I'm not revealing that-) doesn't have any close friends. She's just kinda with friendly with everyone. Moving on from the fake bitches, tonight we tried our bridesmaid dresses (which is something that we should've done a fucking month or two ago, the wedding is less than 100 days away-). Out of all the dresses we tried, there was only one that we all tried on tonight that made me feel good about myself and my body. However, that wasn't the one she chose. Literally with all the other dresses, I could see my fatass stomach. We didn't even order the dress tonight! The matron of honor tried to convince the bride to order online. Even though we all had tried on the dresses there and we knew they would fit and there was a flash sale going on, 30% off and it ends tomorrow! The sales lady kept trying to help and tell us it's better to order today, and when we left the store, EVERYONE ELSE SAID SHE WAS BEING PUSHY. NO, SHE JUST HAD FUCKING COMMON SENSE-
Look, I love the bride. She's gonna be my sister in law and I'm so glad she's in my life. HOWEVER, she needs to be a fucking adult, take off the rose colored glasses, and realize A. The wedding is really close. B. The dress the chose is ugly. And C. She wants nude colored shoes with the dress. A plum colored dress. I don't care how long the dress is, people will get glimpses and it'll clash like hell-So...... tonight was fun. You may be wondering, why is this chapter called my sister? Well, we got to vent to each other in the car (which, btw, cussing in my sisters car is very relieving-) and it was a bonding moment. And I mentioned how bad I've been feeling about myself and my body lately.
Hours afterward (so a couple minutes ago), I get a FB notification, saying my sister tagged me in a post. ^that up there is the post^ of me and her (her face is scratched out, I ain't revealing her-) in the dress I felt most confident in. I honestly started crying when I read that, then I left my fortress of solitude and gave her a giant hug and I cried more, and my mom was right there and she helped a bit too and I hugged her and i-it was a rollercoaster of a night. Thank you guys for making me smile last chapter, it helped a lot! I love y'all so much, you have no idea <3
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Randomness 2. The sequel no one wanted.
RandomJust like the first one. Completely stupid and unnecessary.