if it doesn’t work out with this boy i’m starting an OF
Update: 3 years later and it didn’t work, BUT I’m not starting an OF okay thanks bye mwah

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if it doesn’t work out with this boy i’m starting an OF
Update: 3 years later and it didn’t work, BUT I’m not starting an OF okay thanks bye mwah
I stood there, hardly recognising myself in the reflection of a three-sided ornate mirror. My eyes flicker from my done-up face to the beautiful off-shoulder basque wedding gown that’s currently cinching my waist uncomfortably, shining brighter than the chandelier above me.
It’s for my people, I whispered to nobody but myself, placing a gentle hand on my abdomen to quell the potential nausea from setting in. I close my eyes as I sighed softly, swallowing the last of my anxiety.
A familiar set of footsteps approached my rear, my wedding gown too wide for them to approach any closer.
It was time. With all the courage I could muster I blinked my eyes open, instantly meeting a pair of brown eyes I have gotten used to, a pair I have grown to love.
“Don’t you know it’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding?” I teased him with a small smile.
He snickered lightly. “But alas, your highness, it isn’t I you’re getting married to.” His face softens.
“I know,” I murmured, shifting my gaze back, meeting my own sad eyes again.
That’s the problem.
the feminine urge to wander into a forest and not look back
one more disrespect and I’m gone
Tired gang
apparently im not even worth an update
i think im done guys
guess who is at home studying and doing assignments and who is out there having fun at parties?
pretty sexy of me to keep going despite each day being more unbearable than the last
It’s tiring for sure
Too tired to try anymore
It’s tiring for sure
Are you telling me to rest so you can spend more time with them without me breathing down your neck
Sometimes I wonder if men see the error of their ways
Sooooo ur gf is unwell yet you chose to spend time with 2 other girls…. ummm right….
I can’t deal with fuckboys and their collection of female best friends. Get me out of here ASAP
“i’m going to watch her graduation” GO MARRY HER ALR DAMN