The Alternatives

Motherlovers!! I used to think getting married at a young age was like leaving the party to early.. But, the fucking party was lame to begin with. Like, I said, I thought that. And in a way I still do, but not for myself. Fucking A, right? I think that for other women. Why? Because deep down in my cold, black heart, I truly believe I found my knight in streaked armor. My best friend that is the life of the party. And everyone who has ever met him, knows that’s a fact. Even his best friend wanted to marry him. In all seriousness, I wanted to marry the same guy, just years from now, and thought, why not now? Why, wait? I’ve come to the realization that life can end at any moment, for any reason – I’ve grasped the fact that, contrary to popular belief, I am mortal and since modern technology doesn’t hurry the fuck up, I can not, in fact, transfer my consciousness into a machine. So…until then… And as that thought came in, another one came right after – funny...

Hey, everybody. On a much more lighter note, I'm not sure if I shared or not with all you nuggets, but I got married last month and so now I wear rings. That's right. Two. And if that isn't news to you, well it was to me! I thought there was only one, nope..turns out we get two rings. Dos. I mean, shit, the most jewelry I've ever worn has been my septum in my nose. But, when i was younger, I wore earings and maybe a necklace here and there, but it never really was my thing. Just no. I honestly think jewelry is a waste of money, but then again my mother loves it, and I did promise her nice ring..so there's that.. The exceptions, of course, are the special days, like Weddings. I have never really worn rings, ever, in my life. Well, except in high school for maybe a few months and thats it since it began to turn green, along with my skin.. Eeww... But other than that, never again. Geez, what a contradiction. Anyways, if you've kept up... As the day ...