was talking to 2 friends today, weirdly, about sex before marriage..
and they were saying they’ll save it for their wedding night..
me being me, i was like wtf?! for real? you’re saving it for your wedding night?!
i mean you have seriously got to be kidding me..
looking at this from a calm and unbiased perspective..
being christian, we’ll be having the church wedding thing going on.. where we say our vows, have the prayer, sing songs, show the montage, give our random speech… that would be at like 11am..
and before that you have the pre wedding crap. torturing the groom + entourage, playing games, groom picks you up or sth in your room… im damn sure it starts at like 7am…
make up? bathing? wearing the damn dress? hair? idk what else brides do BUT THIS MEANS YOU WAKE UP AT 3 FUCKIN AM. you’ll brush your teeth 10 times.. scrub 20 times… make sure there’s no leg/underarm hair..
great. so this means you’re awake from 3am, till the last guest leaves the church lunch, easily you’ll be stuck there till 3pm.
and then you have the damn wedding dinner WHICH YOU WONT EAT. after you get home, you bathe, remove the shitty wax/hair stuff, make up (because make up doesn’t wash away with water). and then you have to head to the hotel… and make up, dress, hair all over again.
dinner starts at like what, 730pm and it lasts till.. 1130? you’ve to stand in your heels and thank every tom dick and harry your parents/uncle/friend/pet rock invited. you’ll be done at 1230 maybe.
then you go to the hotel, taking off your heels slowly even though you really wanna fling if off your feet, remove the damn jewelry, being v careful not to spoil it, remove your dress. if it tears you’re doomed. then the process of removing make up, weird glitter all over your body, and washing all the wax off your hair…
you do realise by the time you’re done it’ll be 2am?!
AND YOU STILL WANT TO HAVE SEX?
REALLY?
how fucked can that be?! i’m so damn freaking tired all i want to do is SLEEP. heck, if my wedding dress was comfy i’ll sleep in it.
ITS MY WEDDING WHY AM I BEING TORTURED )=
note to my future husband: you’re NOT gonna get any sex on our wedding night.. if you seriously wanna ask me why you’re gonna get punched.
















