i want to get married. i want to stand at the alter in a lush white dress across from the person i love. in front of family and friends. i want to hear the white wedding bells ringing in the distance while i kiss them at the end of the ceremony. i want a ring on my finger, i dont care about the size or the expense. i want my maid of honor to be my best friend and the rest of the brides maids to be my homegirls. i want to walk down an isle sprinkled with white rose pedals. i want mikeys dad to walk me down the isle because my dad isnt stable. i want to get married to mikey.
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