Dear people getting married and making babies,
So I’ve bought fucking a million gifts for you guys. And I listen to all your wedding planning bullshit and how you felt when the baby kicked you. I also bought a gown for your special day and researched bottles. And if that wasn’t enough, I took time off from work to make appearances at special events and paid my own way for said trips.
So is it too much to ask that you realize that I fucking have a life as well and maybe you should ask me about it?
And also, when I move into my new apartment, I’m registering for gifts in celebration of the marriage and birth of my new self.
Public Service Announcement provided by “My friends are getting married and I’m just getting drunk.”
LOVE. LOVE. LOVE THIS.
So true. So. True.