My Best Friends Wedding!!!
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My best friend is getting married.
I am not a girl, but a 22 year old gay Man.
My best friend is a girl. She is one year older then me but hey, I dont mind.
I have a PhD In economics, and a md in every kind of art subject you can think of. Only problem with my career, is that I cant seem to figure out which career I want to pursue. Everyone says I should do both.
Now moving on, my best friend asked
Me, of all her friends to be her man of honor.
I excepted because that girl has been my rock.
In two weeks she will be marrying the love of her life and child hood sweetheart, basicly they've been together since kindergarten. Not literally, but you get the jist of it.
Her life is perfect.
I cant say the same about myself, my life is hell.
Let me lay it down for you.
This is only a short story
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