[b]A year before the wedding. I'm getting married this year. Shit. It's happening. Yes, shit is happening. It's a good thing. I wanted this. Did I? Of course, I did. Oh my god, I'm so excited. Calm your titties, woman! [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_1/602069568.gif[/img] Nine months before the wedding. It's here. It's time. Well, not really. But it feels like it's here. Like my mother says, “You won't even realise where the time goes.” However, unlike every other story I've heard, we have every aspect of the wedding under control. Everything is going as smooth as melted butter. We are winning at this. [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_2/684960043.gif[/img] Six months before the wedding. It's ok. So what if the designer has pushed your wedding outfit forward by a MONTH? So what if it's costing half a year's salary? It will be done. They said it'll be done. These people don't lie, do they? Can my outfit delay my wedding? Why do I need a makeup artist? Why can't I do this myself? Look at my pictures. I'm gorgeous. Ok, fine. We will hire an artist. Another expense but what's it to anyone? I'm only getting robbed. I need a drink. [img]https://s3.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_3/527994971.gif[/img] Three months before the wedding. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? This is beyond insanity. Why is nothing going my way? My wedding, guys. Remember? I hate these flowers. Who is this caterer? I have never heard of this DJ. Where did this new ceremony come from? Why are we so religious suddenly? Why doesn't anyone listen to me anymore? I don't want to get married. I need a drink. Make that a bottle. [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_5/989946794.gif[/img] One month before the wedding. The outfit doesn't fit right and I don't care. We will fix it with pins. They can poke me throughout the day but who gives a flying fuck? As long as I fit the role of the perfect bride, right? This wedding is exhausting. I give up. I will show up and just do as I am told. Like the perfect bride. [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_7/21881553.gif[/img] Three weeks before the wedding. Why shouldn't I have it my own way? IT'S MY DAY. And yes, that guy I'm getting married to should be involved too. Our day. Whatever. I will have things done our way. I will NOT give up the fight. It's time to don the battle gear and get to work. [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_new/54809962.gif[/img] Two weeks before the wedding. I have to move out of this house. Why did no one drill that into my head earlier? I need to pack. I need to figure out how all this stuff will go to our new place. Can't I just stay here? This is not good. CALL OFF THE WEDDING! [img]https://s3.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_9/693876721.gif[/img] Six days before the wedding. My last week in this house. At this time next week, I'll be in another house, among strangers. [img]https://s3.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_10/194095920.gif[/img] Five days before the wedding. Wow, that's a lot of people. Did that aunt have to come with her three kids? Do they have to run so much? Should've mentioned 'no kids' on the card. Who's that on the couch? An uncle, a cousin or neither? Are strangers gatecrashing now? Do I need to protect my house? [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_11/4873616.gif[/img] Four days before the wedding. It's starting. It's truly starting now. This is fun. There are strangers in my house but it's so much fun. Everyone's fawning over me, some too much. Where is that makeup artist who's taking half my life's savings? It's time to play dress up! [img]https://s3.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_12/709078480.gif[/img] On the day. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Ok fine. I can do this. No, no, no, NOOOOOOOOOO. And, married. Shit. [img]https://s4.scoopwhoop.com/anj/bridefunny_13/558165999.gif[/img] never doing again hahahahahaha is ur alwayss @masterpost[/b] #Edited by @victoriouschild
