God, a wedding and engagement this weekend. I don't even want to fake congratulate anymore. I just want to throw up. It makes me sick to think of all the couples out there getting branded.
Marriage is a CROCK. I've had 3 guy friends each tell me that they don't want to marry their significant other; as of this weekend, all 3 are hitched. It's just something to be pressured into by society. Get a promotion. Now get married. Now have kids. Now get a bigger house. It will never end, really. Those who think it's over after the wedding bells ring are in for a disappointment.
So I'm sticking to single. It's far easier to deal with one expectation, since nobody is going to bug me about having a baby out of wedlock. I can handle one elbow-to-rib comment from the old ladies.
Actually, it's two comments. I'm not married, and I'm a whore.
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