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Sometimes in daily life I like to pretend I’m a time traveler from late medieval Europe and I’m just fucking amazed at my luxurious life
Let me tell you, 14th c me is REALLY impressed with modern me’s easy access to pepper and cinnamon
"you have multiple purple garments? you must be a person of some note"
"these chairs are fantastically luxurious"
"I’ve never seen so much salt in one place"
I am going to start playing this game.
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pretty annoying how no one ever congratulates me for getting out of bed
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People are so afraid of women who aren’t looking for approval
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I keep having nightmares about everything going wrong on my wedding day
I just panic bought hair extensions thinking if I don’t get them now I’m not going to have time to perfectly match the colour to my own hair and practice my hair style
like.. I’ve got 5 months, I have time.
but nope, freaking out because there are SO MANY little things that still need to be done.
all the important things are sorted
but the little details are important too
we’ve scrapped the paper invite idea in an attempt to save money
I’ve asked people several times for email addresses so I can do invites that way
I have 24, 24 email addresses
I need 80.
I just KNOW no one is going to turn up on the day.
just had a full on panic attack complete with ugly crying whilst wearing my wedding dress (figured now I have more floor space I could try it on properly)
what is even wrong with me .__.
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