FYI my prettiies: Amityville Horror was so effing goddamn the shit, I think I had a slight heart attack in addition to shitting my pants. Highly recommended movie-going.
Yes I am a retarded journal-entry-never-poster... So my best friend is getting married in June and her and I haven't spoken in 8mos because she's a big fat jerkass. We have been friends for 20 years and I assumed that I would still be her maid of honor when the time came. Silly me, I received my invitation to her bridal shower thrown by some fat bitch that has just been waiting to move into my best-friend space. It's true that your maid of honor is the one that throws your bridal shower, right? RSVP my fuckin ass. So, since I've been disqualified as best friend, am I still supposed to go to this wedding with my tail between my legs? I feel discarded. Her and I have been corresponding on the phone for about two weeks now and she hasn't even told me how the proposal went or anything, we like walk on eggshells about what we talk about when we do talk. Not even a fukn bridesmaid. It's just as well, I hate being in weddings anyway. But this one was supposed to be different... a curse on marriage!
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